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Trust was a rare and precious currency, but trust came naturally and effortlessly with Antonio.
I knew that he would never betray me or the family. He was as committed to our cause as I was, and we were unstoppable.
I glanced at my phone as it buzzed with an incoming call and saw Leo's name flashing on the screen.
I immediately picked up the call, curious to know what he had to say.
"Give me some good news." I greeted him with a casual tone.
"Matteo, we might have a problem," Leo's voice sounded serious and concerned.
My heart skipped a beat at his words, my mind racing with possibilities of what could have gone wrong.
"What happened?" I asked, trying to keep the worry from seeping into my voice.
My grip on the phone tightened, and I exchanged a glance with Antonio, who had picked up on the seriousness of the situation as Leo filled me in on what had happened.
"Are you sure about this?" I inquired urgently, hoping that it was just a false alarm.
"I can't say for certain yet, but the evidence points in that direction," he replied, his voice grave.
"Continua a cercare informazioni (Keep looking for information). Find out everything you can and let me know immediately if there are any developments," I instructed him.
"Lo farò (I will do it). I'll do my best to get to the bottom of this," Leo assured me.
"Good. AndLeo, be careful," I cautioned, my concern for him evident in my voice.
"Don't worry about me, Matteo. I know what I'm doing," He replied confidently.
I knew Leo could handle himself, but I couldn't help but worry. He was not just an ally. He was like family to me, and the thought of anything happening to him weighed heavily on my mind.
"Alright, keep me posted," I said before ending the call and swearing under my breath. Numerous thoughts and scenarios were flashing through my head.
“Cosa c'è che non va (What's wrong)? What's the matter?" Antonio quickly asked.
"It was Leo," I spoke with dread.
"What did he say?"
"He said there's a possibility that there might have been a witness."
Chapter 3
Sophia
Everysoundaroundmeseemed amplified, each passing stranger a potential threat. My heart raced as paranoia consumed me after witnessing that brutal murder.
I couldn't get the images out of my mind – the two shadowy figures attacking the defenseless man, the yells of agony, the pleading for mercy, and Matteo shooting a bullet through the victim's head.
It replayed like a nightmare, haunting my every waking moment.
I knew I should have gone to the police and told them what I saw, but I couldn't trust them to keep me safe, and I certainly couldn't trust them to catch the killers.
My life was at stake, and I couldn't afford to take any chances.
At night, I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, the images of that gruesome scene haunting my dreams.
Not only that, I couldn't get the fact that I had left my purse there out of my mind! Sure, it didn't mean anything. It's not as if they suspected anyone had seen them, right?
