Sophia POVThe words echoed inside my head for the rest of the journey. Antonio Rossi. Missing.Nobody spoke after Vincent's announcement, and the convoy continued through the rain-soaked streets of Palermo while my thoughts spiraled further with every passing minute, because Antonio wasn't just another Rossi, he was my uncle, the man who used to sneak me chocolate whenever my father wasn't looking, the man who carried Matteo on his shoulders during every family festival, the man who had promised me, years ago, that no matter what happened to our family, I would always have a home in Sicily.Now he was missing. Just gone.I stared out the window, barely noticing the city rushing past, because this couldn't be a coincidence anymore, not with the church attack first and Antonio disappearing only hours later, which meant someone was hunting my family.I lifted my eyes toward Luca, who was speaking quietly with Vincent, both of them discussing security like this was just another ordinary
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