Chapter 38

DANTE

As I sat in the passenger seat, watching the speedometer needle climb higher and higher, I couldn't help but feel like Matteo was driving at a snail's pace. My nerves were frayed and my heart raced as I thought of Anna, lying unconscious and vulnerable. I couldn't shake the feeling that time was running out, that every passing moment could mean the difference between life and death for her.

I raked my fingers through my hair in frustration, regretting my impulsive decision to attack Morello earlier that day. I had let my emotions get the better of me, and now the consequences of my actions were bearing down on me like a ton of bricks. Anna's safety was at risk, and I was the one to blame.

Desperate for help, I fished out my phone and dialed Luca's number. He was the only person I trusted in moments like these, the only one who could help me make sense of the chaos that was unfolding around me.

"Hello Mr. Williams, to what do I owe this call?" Luca's voice was calm and collected,