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I can hear his R8 roaring as he pushes the sports car to its limits.

“Whoever attacked took Gabriella. Get facial recognition going and search the fucking globe for her.”

“On it.”

I end the call and stare at Mamma and Carlo as they mourn losing Aunt Greta.

I shove all the shock and grief to the back of my mind, and a deadly thirst for vengeance bleeds into my soul.

“Get up,” I order. “We have work to do.”

Chapter 35

Gabriella

My body jerks as I regain consciousness. My shoulders strain, and rope bites into my wrists as I jerk again from being hauled into the air.

A headache starts to pulse behind my temple, and when I crack my eyes open, I see a concrete floor beneath me.

Shit.

The memories of the attack pour through my mind.

I remember the mansion shuddering from loud blasts.

Gerardo falling.

Aunt Greta gasping for air.

Aunt Greta.

Dio, I hope she survives the gunshot.

I lift my head, and seeing two men in a room with me, horror ripples through me.

One of them secures the rope so it will keep me hanging in the air.

My shoes are gone, and the pencil dress I’m wearing is pulled up high on my thighs.

Shit.

“She’s awake,” one of the men mutters. “Get the boss.”

Boss?

My mind starts racing, flashes of the attack hitting me while I worry about what’s going to happen.

I hope Mamma’s okay.

Maybe Damiano found out about the attack, and he got to her in time.

Damiano.

Suddenly, Stefano walks into the room, and my heart almost stops beating.

It was his voice I heard over the radio. Dio.

He stops a couple of feet away from me and just stares me up and down. Then, a smile slowly spreads over his face.

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