Chapter Eighteen

Luca picks the man up like he's picking up a child and begins dragging him out. People make way for them to pass and give them suspicious looks. Nobody says a word. On impulse, I follow him. I don't want to stay here alone. Technically, following him isn't the best choice because he didn't even talk to me, but it's better than being harassed again.

Once we get outside, he doesn't stop there. He keeps walking down the sidewalk and then makes a sharp left. I don't even know how he's managing to drag this man behind him and look like he isn't putting any effort whatsoever. I hesitate before following him into the dark alleyway.

There, he drops the man like a sack of potatoes.

He groans and rubs the back of his head. As he does this, he attempts to sit up but Luca kicks him down. He groans and stays on the ground. I'm standing at the mouth of the alleyway and am watching them from what can be considered a safe distance. Luca reaches inside his pocket and retrieves his phone.

He says i