Masuk"Did you hear that?" one man asked. "It sounded like it came from here.""Isn't that room supposed to be locked?" another asked.Massimo heard three sets of rapidly approaching footsteps. They couldn't enter this room. Otherwise, Massimo would be screwed.He'd get arrested. He'd doom the mafia. And
"On it," Luca quickly replied. "There's a CO2 alarm nearby where the guard is stationed, right?"Massimo quickly glanced out from his hiding space. "Looks like it," he stated."Perfect."Before Massimo could ask any follow up questions, the CO2 alarm by the security booth started loudly beeping and
"Remember," Luca whispered from the ear piece, "you're looking for where their database is stored. That should be downstairs and then straight down the hall. If it's not, then there are still a few other places we can look.""Roger that," Massimo replied.He didn't voice his skepticism—namely that i
"How are things going with you?" Elena asked."I'm fine, but more importantly, are you?" Aria immediately texted back. "The last thing I heard was that whole disaster with Massimo and then you went silent for days! Did he kidnap you or something?""Sorry, I forgot to keep you updated with everything
Luca only took a few minutes to pick Massimo up from the diner. "You said you got what we needed?" Luca asked.Massimo uncurled his fist to reveal a key. "You'd think with the amount of time that man spends around crooks and criminals that he'd be able to recognize a lift," he remarked idly."But yo
"Still up for another exhibit?" Noah asked."You bet," Elena replied with a forced smile.When Elena saw the first piece on display, she was pleasantly surprised. It was a strange piece—nothing like what she expected to see. It was clearly a sculpture of a teddy bear but with carved icons of differe
Tyler tapped his signature cane on the floor with a wink and a smile. "I'm just stopping by to say hello. Please, don't let me interrupt your fun.""You're not allowed in the state of New York without my express permission," Massimo gritted out. "Permission which I never gave you.""Yes, of course,"
Massimo didn't respond. He walked deeper into his office. There was a phone tracking device he quickly powered on—if he could keep Tyler talking, Massimo would be able to trace where the devil was calling from."It's very simple," Tyler continued. "Just pick which woman you want to rescue—your wife
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







