Mag-log in"Flight 123 to Los Angeles, California is now boarding all passengers," the agent at the gate announced over the loud speakers. "Again, Flight 123 to Los Angeles, California is now boarding all passengers at gate G12."Elena hurriedly grabbed her suitcase and headed to the gate. Her plane was boardi
Massimo moved to follow after Elena's retreating form, but he was immediately stopped by a security guard."Sir, you need to wait in line—""Not now," Massimo cut him off firmly. He tried to move around the guard, but the man just shifted his position, continuing to block Massimo's path."I need to
"I need help finding Elena," Massimo told them both, keeping the situation vague. They didn't need to know more than that to do their jobs. The second they told him they'd do their best, Massimo hung up.Of course, Massimo would be searching for Elena himself. And he knew the importance of speed in
Elena couldn't believe it. She was in a cab headed straight to the airport. She had debated taking the bus and making a few transfers, but that seemed more than a little impractical with her suitcase.Besides, as her mother pointed out, taking public transportation would take longer. And time wasn't
She hurried to answer it. After all, Sloane usually texted before she called—she knew Elena's schedule as a mafia doctor meant she kept odd hours. Given the chaos of the last twenty-four hours alone, Elena's mind easily started picturing disasters Sloane might be suffering from."Hello?" Elena immed
A few hours earlier, Elena waited in her bedroom at the Ferraro estate. She knew she needed to talk to Massimo, but that task felt impossible. Though she had first entered the estate with a clear goal in mind—confront her boss about his secret identity as her mystery husband and have him go over eve
A part of her wanted to sneak something simple—surely Tyler's cameras weren't perfect, were they? A small can of tomatoes could easily be hidden within her sleeves. Elena knew if she could eat and build up her strength, she stood a better chance of escaping.But there was also the chance Tyler harme
Massimo couldn't believe his eyes. The basement was bare stone, but every wall was covered in photographs. Pictures of Elena, Aria, and himself.Some were taken discretely from outside the window of his office. Others were from Elena's time working at the Ferraro's hospital. And there were plenty of
"Don Massimo," Luca called seriously. "I said that Joshua Millers—""Yes, yes," Massimo said dismissively. "We can figure out what to do about that later.""Massimo," Luca repeated, "you spent days at that dock asking after two women who went missing. That means there's plenty of civilians who could
Massimo rushed out of the mafia meeting. Luca had texted him an important update—his men had found the license plate and tracked down the car Tyler had driven away Elena and Aria in. Massimo had only been cautious plugging in the address correctly in his car's GPS.In everything else, Massimo priori