Derinem stared at the scene with two of his men, watching the tattered bushes that seemed odd because of the part where Luca had been found, bleeding from his head and shoulders.
His heart tightened as his heartbeat increased. Who would have done this? Shot Luca and kidnapped Maya. It wasn't just any kidnap game, for there has not been any call whatsoever. And the men have not left a single piece of evidence that would point them out.
He had always felt this could end like this, but how could he have known it could?
He remembered how jumpy and cold he had felt when he heard Luca groan and Maya's struggle scream; he recalled how helpless he had felt, not able to do anything, staring at the phone.
The men stood behind their Don, watching him gaze at the crime scene, taking all his willpower not to pick up a gun and crash at Alfredo's crib. Not trusting himself, he had sent soldiers to grace the place instead of him.
He raked his hands through his hair. He couldn't stop feeling responsib
