Trapped by Seven Mafia Wolves novel Chapter 128

Red Vows

3rd Person’s POV

The house cracked open like a gunshot the moment Matteo said, “The car never came home.

“Raphael shoots up from his chair so violently it scraped against the marble. He was pacing before anyone could stop him, hands in his hair, his lips moving without words. Jace’s grin disappears in an instant, replaced by a look so sharp it could cut. Leon leans forward, jaw locking tight, the teasing warmth gone from his face. Luka’s hands tremble against his knees, his body taut with fury he could barely contain, while Nico stands unnaturally still, pale beneath the cool glow of the

chandelier.

Andrei’s composure shatters, the mask of calm control falling away. His voice cuts like steel as he pulls out his phone and dials. The room is silent but for the furious pacing of Raphael.

The line clicks. A voice answers on the other side, steady but cautious. “Signore.

“Andrei doesn’t waste a second.

“Ogni telecamera di sicurezza, in ogni strada, in ogni angolo vicino a quella scuola–voglio le registrazioni adesso.

“(Every security camera, on every street, in every corner near that school–I want the recordings now.)There’s the faint sound of typing, papers shuffling.

“Subito, Signore.

“(Immediately, sir.)“Chiunque le sia mai stato vicino, chiunque l’abbia seguita–voglio nomi,

volti, tutto.

“(Anyone who was ever near her, anyone who followed her–I want names, faces, everything.)“Capito. Mobilito i ragazzi.

“(Understood. I’ll mobilize the men.)Andrei’s hand tightens around the phone, his knuckles white. His tone drops lower, darker.

“Tracciate il suo telefono. Anche un segnale debole–non importa. Trovatela.

“(Track her phone. Even a weak signal–I don’t care. Find her.)On the other end, there’s a sharp

inhale.

“La batteria sembra scarica, Signore, ma tenteremo. Se c’è anche un frammento di segnale, lo

troveremo.

“(The battery seems dead, sir, but we’ll try. If there’s even a fragment of a signal, we’ll find it.)Andrei’s eyes flick toward his brothers.

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“Non fallite.

“(Do not fail.)The line goes silent.Raphael is already pacing, back and forth like a caged animal. His hands rake through his hair, his chest heaving “This can’t be happening Not her. Anyone but her.

“He slams his fist against the wall hard enough to leave a crack.

“Calm down,” Matteo says quickly, lifting his hands. His tone is steady, though his eyes betray the same panic simmering under the surface. “We don’t know what happened. The car could have broken down. Maybe there was traffic-”

“Facts won’t matter if she’s already-” Raphael cuts himself off, swallowing hard. His fists tremble, unable to finish the sentence.Jace and Leon, usually the loudest in the room, stand in unnerving silence. Jace’s usual grin is gone, replaced by a grim line. He leans against the table, knuckles white against the wood.

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