บททั้งหมดของ Into the darkness: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Arianna POV: With the detective on our side, he became an everyday occurrence in our lives much to Giovanni's irritation. He was convinced the detective had a thing for me, which I couldn’t see at all. I tried to remind him that I was with him, but all he said was. No man likes another to covet the thing he holds most dear. We had returned to the city a week after that horrible night, I hadn’t told Gio, but I could still hear their screams the glass shattering. It was some atrocious demon repeating itself to me over and over. I tried to push it from my mind and focus on what we were doing but every day I found it clawing at my ears, drawing up the images from that night whenever I closed my eyes. There was only one reason for my father to have made such a reckless move. He was furious I had gotten away from him, and he wanted me to know that those innocents I held over his life, over Guilia’s, they were the ones who would pay the price. You had to hand it to him, he was ever the tac

Giovanni POV: After our one night into the world of normalcy, we were pulled back to our daily duties. Looking for cracks in her father's foundations, and plastering over our own. I had to hand it to her, she was a remarkable strategist explaining where she believed he might go, giving clever and devious answers as to why. She would be heartbroken if I ever told her but I understood why Domenico wanted her to take over. If anybody here knew how he thought it was her, her own mind ticked in the same way, her saving grace was that she had a conscience. We sat at our desks and worked over the problems that could arise, seeing what we could find on her father. It wasn’t the blood she had originally wanted but I think life in prison was still satisfying. The most grueling task of the day came when we called the Detective he would sit there and tell us how he had nothing more than we did, and still hadn’t found that P.I.If I didn’t know any better I’d say he was useless. “I have made so

Arianna POV: “I heard you were looking for me,” a woman called in our bedroom I turned on the lights looking between Giovanni and the woman. The two in a standoff my head rushing with adrenaline, the sound of a heartbeat pounding like a base in the back of my brain. Then it all went clear she hesitated looking over at me inquisitively. “Vanessa?” My mother's name floated from her lips and I stopped standing straight up. “How do you know my mom?” The woman put her gun away and put up her hands. “I’m Ryan Blake?” she gave her name and Giovanni put the gun down with a thump and turned to the woman with his eyes lit with fire. “We have a front door most people tend to just knock,” He scoffed going over and putting a shirt on. She eyed him with a mischievous grin. “Yeah, and most people haven’t been tailed by FBI agents or had their tax records pulled in the last 48 hours, not to mention the relentless calling,” she turned her attention back toward me. “Nice by the way my friends ha

Arianna POV: The whirlwind that was Ryan Blake had flung into our lives and decidedly flung out rather quickly, I honestly hadn’t expected her to turn up again for months at the latest but after running out of the house the night before she strolled back in with a cup of black coffee and some pastries. “Okay,” she mumbled, her mouth full of croissant, “I went to your mom's house there was nothing there,” I could barely understand her as she spoke putting her boots up on the coffee table in the den. “You weren’t kidding,” she chuckled to herself. “They tore that place apart,” A wicked grin spread on her face. I felt my heart pang when I remembered the state of the home I had grown up in. Giovanni must have seen it cross my face as he set his cappuccino down and bit out, “The home your friend built being torn to shreds amuses you?” Blake didn’t miss a beat she took another sip of her coffee and with all seriousness explained. “Yes, the thought of Domenico going crazy looking for the

Giovanni POV: We had started building a case against Domencio with proof that he had a history of tax evasion it was an easy start, for my cooperation and hard work I was given clemency for any alleged smuggling. Domenico had put the accounts in the name of shell corporations of course. However, those are the shell corporations he also uses to cover up his drug ring. This time his name was attached to the accounts and Blake had managed to obtain surveillance footage of Domenico at the bank. The detective was in an egregiously good mood, and though it was quite infuriating I understood why. He had been trying to pin one of us down for over five years, instead, he’d been caught running circles in a gang war. Now he had proof, he could take one of us down. If I enjoyed his little good boy attitude I would tell him that when Domenico goes so do I, but where’s the fun in that?It was slow to find the connections between him and the shell corporations, especially given that Domenico had be