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A single tear runs down the side of my cheek as I let out the breath I was holding.
I did it! I really did it.
But there is no joy… only heartbreak.
Chapter Thirty
Gualtiero
Ella’sremainingtrackerisleading us to the train station. We’re close, but I want to be therefucking now.
Why are we moving so slowly?
I curse under my breath when the cars ahead aren’t driving fast enough. I sent a couple of my men there as soon as her location became clear. We need to get to her before she boards a train. I tap my fingers against the leather in an unsteady rhythm.
I can’t believe she ran… after the night we shared?
At first, I thought Molinaro had somehow got her, that she was taken again, but the security footage clearly showed she seized the moment when the gate wasn’t properly manned.
Heads will roll for this!
And when Ella is recovered this time, she’ll get a spanking she’ll never forget. No more leniency.
There’s been no word from my soldiers. Why haven’t they found her yet? They’ve been there long enough.
Time is slipping away. Where could she possibly be hiding?
We arrive, and I swing open the door the moment the car stops. Stepping out, I push my sunglasses up my nose, looking for my guys. When they see me, they rush forward but shake their heads.
“Keep searching. She’s here somewhere,” I say tersely, and they disperse again now with reinforcements. Five more of my soldiers spread out to search every nook and cranny.
Santino comes up to me, showing me her signal on his phone. It hasn’t moved.
“Zoom in closer,” I bark at him, and he fiddles with the app.
I pinch the bridge of my nose and take a deep breath.
Why is everything taking so fucking long?
My heart rate speeds up, and my stomach tightens. This only happens when she’s near.
She’s here. I know it, no shadow of a doubt.
I let my gaze wander, searching every face I see. There’s no sign of her. Undoubtedly, she’s seen us arrive and is hiding.
Where are you, angel?
I stuff my hands into my pants pockets. If I don’t, I might just strangle someone.
My phone rings, and for a moment hope surges. One of my soldiers must have found her. But it’s Mateo.
“Have you got her yet?” he wants to know.
“No, are you still monitoring everything?”
“Of course, she hasn’t withdrawn any more money. And as far as we can tell, she hasn’t tried to get in touch with Rhia. We’re monitoring her numbers, both private and work.”
“Good. Keep me posted if anything changes.”
