Masuk"Proceed," I ordered as I glanced around. The area around was filled with narrow trees, stones, and uneven terrain. And it was too vast to find her. But she was here. Alone. She was here in an abandoned place, all due to me. I ran a hand through my hair in frustration. I just hoped I would find her soon.From seconds to minutes to hours passed just like that. But I didn't find Valerie anywhere. The terrain got tougher. My men kept looking around to search for her, but we didn't even see any presence of any stranger here, let alone Valerie. Yet we kept going.It was almost half a day later when we found someone. Just in the middle of trees, on the left terrain, on the east side, I saw someone. He was an older man dressed in local Italian clothes. He had some goats and sheep by his side. I quietly walked to him and greeted him first before I turned to ask, "Have you seen some people nearby?"His brows raised in question. Since I was talking in Italian, it wasn't difficult for him to und
"Maybe then," She didn't argue more with me over this. The conversation slowly shifted over more topics. Basically she talked and I listened. Then I slowly turned her topic towards Las Vegas, "How about Vegas? Have you heard of it?""Las Vegas?" Her brows raised with a smile, "Of course. Aren't you there?"I smiled, "Yes. I would love to show you around there.""Actually. I..." She was about to admit and then suddenly stopped as she realised what she was about to reveal.I smirked coldly and reached my hand out once the dinner was done, "Let me show you around here."She didn't hesitate and put her hand in mine, "Of course, Raven."I watched her with cold gaze and slowly led her towards different part of house. She asked several questions. I answered each, with lies.When we reached the secluded zone, her body shuddered a little. She spoke in a low voice, but I heard the tremble in it clearly, "I don't like dark. Let's get out of here.""Really?" That amused me."Yes, let's go, Raven.
Evening, Coastside Bar:I reached the location with Kyle. The place was filled with vibrant energy. The youth were enjoying themselves, with dancing, drinking and talking. I glanced and walked towards the empty couch area. As I had just taken a seat, I saw Ginevra walking towards me with a bright smile plastered on her face. If it were before, I would have looked away. But now? I looked at her. I met her gaze and smiled back.“Raven,” She blushed.“Miss Russo,” I watched the woman who dared to kidnap My Wife carefully. She was smiling like she got what she wanted, but she had no idea what was coming for her.“May I sit with you?” She asked.“Yes, please,” I offered my hand for her to sit by my side.She sat by my side, and from the corner of my eye, I could see she was staring at me the whole time. With a cold glint, I turned towards her, “You have been watching me the whole time.”“You are so handsome. I can’t help myself,” She laughed softly.I nodded and looked through the crowd un
“I will… I will talk,” He stuttered, his voice getting breathless, “Please stop. I swear to talk.”I stopped, my gaze not leaving his face. He swallowed a breath, realising I was dead serious. No fucking amount of lies or dragging would save him, but telling the damn truth, “It was Russo. He ordered me.”My brows raised, “Russo?”He nodded heavily, “Francesco Russo.”“What did he order?” I asked calmly.“He…” He went silent, probably think if to continue speaking or not. If he talked, Russo would kill him, if he didn’t, I would. Either way, he would die. But if he spoke the truth now, it would be faster and less painful.As he saw I was about to pull the trigger again, he continued, “He ordered me to follow your car since you left the resort.”“Hah,” I laughed. Francesco didn’t take another moment to keep his eyes on me. LOSER! If something, he made himself clear, he was behind My Wife’s kidnapping. My fists clenched tightly. “Where is she?” I asked, not dragging this further.“She?”
“We will find out,” I said and walked out.Some minutes later, we arrived at the café. I ordered a latte for myself, and Kyle ordered a cappuccino.We sat near the corner window where I could get the full view of my surroundings. I pretended to talk to Kyle and look at my phone, time and again, just to let them know I had my guards down. As expected, within five minutes, one of my men texted about the movements of the man in the red car. His name was Tyler. I had met him briefly that time. The text was short, telling me that Tyler got alerted since I entered the café. And now he was calling someone, possibly telling them my movements or planning their next move.Some seconds passed when I felt a presence towering over me. I looked up and saw it was Francesco’s sister, Ginevra. She wore a green dress and had a wide smile as she looked at me, “I didn’t expect to see you here.”I smiled politely, though it didn’t reach my eyes, “Miss Russo.”“Heh,” She shook her hands to dismiss my words
I noted the number of cars in my mind for a moment before I walked out of my room and saw Kyle sitting in the living room, still tracking the earlier information about Francesco.“Kyle,” I called out.He looked up at me and asked, “Everything alright?”I shook my head and gestured towards his phone, “I have sent you three car numbers. Find out everything about it.”He picked up his phone, and his eyes narrowed slightly before he nodded, “I will get it done.”I nodded my head.Kyle immediately turned to search through each number. The sound of him typing filled the room.I opened the collar button of my shirt and poured myself a glass of water, though I barely drank it. My thoughts were busy with My Wife and connecting every single detail together. First, it was Mole, then Francesco, having hidden meetings in Vegas, and now someone was following me in Italy. This wasn’t random, it never was random. It was all fucking preplanned. I guess it would have taken so much time to plan such a m
Eliot started his research, and it was twenty minutes or so later that he spoke up, “I have found everything.”“Begin,” I gestured to him to proceed with everything he knew.“John White. He is the leader of the Southern group. He started taking over local gangs when he was just seventeen. He has qu
Some minutes later, Eliot spoke up with a heavy tone, “Sir. We found nothing. We used all our sources, but we got nothing.”I nodded and looked at Jeremy. He sighed with a deep breath as well, “Same. They said the model number couldn’t be identified.”I nodded, “Click some close shots of her face a
“I… I have no idea,” He shook his head.“You don’t?” I repeated“I really don’t. Lately, he has been too unpredictable.” Nate said in hesitation.I watched Nate for a few seconds. Even if there was something, I knew he wouldn’t talk it out. So, it was pointless to ask him anyway. I turned my head t
“Yes, Wife?” He asked calmly.“I don’t like anything you’re doing. Either you stop doing it, or I will run to another country, and I will make sure you won’t ever be able to find me again,” I threatened. I seriously felt suffocated by everything he was doing, and this couldn't just go on.“Fine,” H







