Chapter 106

Alessio

All night, I had been sitting in the office, making desperate phone calls to find Anson’s location. Call after call, it felt like hitting a brick wall—and I ended up with nothing. It was exhausting to know that after that amateur killed my uncle, he was apparently quite good at playing hide and seek was tiring as well.

Around five in the morning, I finally dragged myself to bed. Not because I wanted to, it was only to Mena satisfied—but once I made it upstairs, she wasn’t even there.

My first thought was that she must’ve gone to Pilar’s room to vent about me and my obsession with Anson—and yes, I was obsessed with the idea of killing him.

There was no point in denying it.

He took my Uncle away from me, he hurt the woman I loved, he showed me why we were not supposed to show any mercy—and I couldn’t relax before I had put him down.

I slept for barely an hour before I was up again, and back in the office to think about my own failure. Once the adrenaline would fade away, I knew