Dante's POV

Marco pulled up in my Audi RS7 to pick me up from work. I stepped out of the building where I had just finished my last meeting for the day.

One of my security men ran up to the car and opened the door for me; I stepped inside, and he closed it gently. Marco, who was in the front seat, turned on the ignition and drove out immediately.

I picked up my tablet to check my messages and mail; an email notification popped up on my screen. It's from Alexio.

That's weird, I thought. I clicked on it and scanned through, I frowned at the content.

"Why did Alexio send me a police report?" I asked out loud.

"The men we sent to Bianca's house were arrested," Marco replied, his eyes glued to the road.

"You mean Alessia's friend? What about that? Why... Why were they arrested?"

"When they arrived at her place on your orders, they found her dead. Someone killed her, and before they could get out, the police had already surrounded the place. Apparently, the neighbors had called the cops when they hear