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Mrs. Brown nodded, her face filled with a mix of sorrow and determination.
"I understand, Mr. Cortini," she said, her voice filled with sincerity.
"We will cooperate fully with the investigation, and we will continue to do everything in our power to locate Dominic."
With those words, Dante and I left the school, our hearts heavy with the weight of the situation.
While anger and frustration lingered within me, my focus shifted towards channeling my energy into assisting Dante and his team in their search for Dominic.
Blaming Mrs. Brown wouldn't bring our son back, but taking decisive action and maintaining hope would be our guiding light in the darkest of times.
Dante arrived moments later, his face etched with worry and determination.
Without exchanging words, we locked eyes, understanding the gravity of the situation and the need for immediate action.
"We'll find him, Angela. We won't rest until he's back with us," Dante said, his voice filled with conviction.
I nodded, grateful for his presence and strength.
Together, we would do everything in our power to bring Dominic back safely.
Mrs. Brown shook her head, her eyes filled with tears, as she delivered the heart-wrenching news.
"Not yet, Angela. But we're doing everything we can. We won't stop until he's found," she reassured me, her voice trembling with concern.
I clung to her words, desperately seeking solace in the promise that they were doing their utmost to locate Dominic.
Yet, the absence of any concrete information intensified the anguish that gripped my heart.
The unknown was a tormenting presence, fueling my fears and leaving me restless and anxious.
Dante, witnessing my distress, stepped forward, his expression a mix of determination and concern. "Angela, we need to go home," he said gently, his voice laced with an underlying resolve.
"We'll continue our search from there. Our men are already mobilized, and they will leave no stone unturned."
Nodding silently, I allowed Dante to guide me toward the car.
The drive back home was filled with a heavy silence, each passing minute punctuated by the weight of worry that hung in the air. My mind raced with a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions.
As we arrived home, Dante wasted no time in putting his plan into action.
He swiftly mobilized his trusted men, assigning them specific tasks and areas to search.
The house became a hub of activity, with each member of Dante's team committed to locating our missing son.
I watched from a distance, my heart yearning to be out there with them, searching every corner and calling out Dominic's name but Dante insisted that I remain at home, assuring me that he would update me on any developments and that I needed to stay strong for Dominic's sake.
The wait was agonizing, each passing minute stretching into eternity.
The house, once filled with laughter and warmth, now felt hollow and empty without our little boy's presence.
I found solace in Dante's unwavering determination, drawing strength from his resolve to bring Dominic back.
Days turned into nights, and nights into days, as the search continued relentlessly.
Dante's men scoured the city, following leads, questioning witnesses, and leaving no stone unturned.
Their dedication was unwavering, their commitment fueled by a shared sense of urgency.
