"Ricardo and Cassidy," Luca continued. "If both of them are missing, that means someone is targeting the girls?"
Marco frowned. "I understand if Ricardo is taken. He was Val’s fiancé at the time."
Luca’s jaw tightened faintly.
"But Miss Scalese broke up with Cassidy a long time ago," Marco went on. "Why go after Cassidy? Why not go after you?"
"It makes no sense," Luca said. "It doesn’t add up."
"If I could get an exact date for when Cassidy showed up in Commissioned," Marco said, "I can review the security footage."
Luca couldn’t shake the feeling pressing at the back of his mind. He had lived too long by instinct to dismiss it when it woke like this. "I don’t like it, Marco," he repeated. "I don’t." He glanced over at Veronica who had her back turned now, one hand wrapped around the phone, her shoulders held very still.
Worry etched itself across Luca’s face.
"We need to keep the girls safe," he said quietly.
Marco couldn’t agree more. Veronica turned back toward them.And one look at her face was enough.
The color had drained from it completely. The phone was still in her hand.
"I think you need to take this, Luca."
Luca’s head snapped fully toward her. "What? Who is it?"
Veronica swallowed once before answering. "He says Renato Bastione."
Marco and Luca looked at each other instantly. Luca took the phone from Veronica’s hand. His fingers brushed hers for the briefest second, and he felt how cold she’d gone.
He lifted it to his ear. "Luciano Genovese speaking..."
The room held still around him. Marco watched Luca’s face. Veronica watched his eyes. There was a pause while Luca listened.
In that pause, his expression changed. First came stillness. Then a narrowing. Then something darker slid into place over his features, a murderous calm so complete it looked like emptiness.
By the time the voice on the other end had finished saying whatever it came to say, Luca no longer looked like a man.
He looked like war. Slowly, he lowered the phone and hung up. He took one long breath even though he wanted to put his fist through a wall.
"Tell me," Marco said simply.
Luca looked at him. Veronica saw the shock beneath the fury. The part of him that had not expected this target. Had not expected the move to come from that direction. "He has Nonnina."
Veronica gasped, one hand flying to her mouth. "Oh my God!"
Of all the possibilities they had been circling, all the missing men and strange movements and wrong timing, this was the one that rewrote everything immediately.
The woman Luca loved with a softness he rarely allowed anyone to see. Luca turned away for one second and pressed the heel of his hand against his mouth. He was thinking fast. Handling Renato Bastione right now was tricky. With Italy still recovering, Voss and his obsession.


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