Chapter 47

My brain was fogged with emotions. A mixture of despair and desperation weighed me down.

The few hours between Italy and Spain gave me time to think about everything that had happened. Vinnie remained silent and wary. From leaving Vittoria’s to arriving at the hangar, he hadn’t uttered a word to me. The way his eyes flitted around us, surveying, observing, thinking. He was deep in thought through the time we were suspended in flight and as much as I wanted to question where his unusual silence had blossomed from; I bit back the urge and focused on my own thoughts, my own feelings.

Luis continued watching me as if held the answers to all his questions. I probably did if I wasn’t so focused on the next part of my plan. I had no idea how I was going to do it, but desperation had reached the darkest depths of my mind and with that, it had affected my rational thinking.

I glanced out of the window at the sea that separated my family's heritage from Giovanni’s. My thoughts were crashes of