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I gave him a smile, acknowledging his presence. "I needed some time alone. This place brings back memories."
He nodded in understanding, stepping further into the study. "Your father was a remarkable man. He was like a brother to me."
"He was more than a father to me," I replied, my voice filled with emotion. "He was my mentor, my role model."
Leo placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "I know it must be difficult for you, Matteo, especially with everything happening now. But I want you to know that I'm here for you. Whatever you need, I'll do my best to help."
I appreciated his words, knowing Leo was among the few people I could trust. "Thank you. Your support means a lot to me."
We stood in silence for a moment, each lost in our thoughts.
After a moment, Leo spoke again. "I've been looking into the recent events surrounding your father's death and discovered something.Qualcosa che dovresti sapere."(Something you should know.)
I turned to face him, my curiosity piqued. "What is it?"
He hesitated for a moment before speaking. "There's a possibility that someone within the police force might be leaking information to your uncle, Francisco. It could explain how he always seems one step ahead of us."
My heart sank at the revelation. "Do you have any leads on who it might be?"
Leo shook his head. "Not yet. But I'll keep digging. I won't rest until we find out who's responsible."
I nodded, grateful for his dedication. "Grazie (Thanks). I knew I could count on you."
He gave me a reassuring smile. "You can always count on me. We'll get through this together."
"What about the witness?" I suddenly remembered and asked. "Was there truly a witness?"
Leo sighed and looked disgruntled.
"We’re still not sure. Some officers found a purse at the scene, but it doesn’t mean someone had witnessed what happened. It could have been that the owner misplaced their purse earlier that day. I managed to get onto the case and will return it to the owner. Before that, I will bring it to you.”
“Call me when you’re coming over. I’ll bring Antonio, and we can discuss what to do next.”
Leo nodded.
With that, we left my father's study, the weight of our conversation lingering in the air.
Chapter 5
Sophia
Thepastweekhadbeen a living nightmare. The memory of that fateful night was etched into my mind, haunting me day and night.
I couldn't shake off the fear that gripped me of the constant feeling of being watched.
My paranoia had reached a point where I couldn't even step out of my apartment without looking over my shoulder, without feeling like danger was lurking around every corner.
I knew I should go to the police and report what I had witnessed, but I was afraid they would discover something from my past that could get me in trouble. It wasn’t something I wanted to risk.
Wouldn’t it be ironic if I reported to the police but ended up being arrested because they decided to investigate me?
The fear of retaliation from those responsible for the murder kept me silent, although that was not the only reason.
So, I stayed hidden in my apartment, avoiding the outside world as much as possible.
I spent my days in constant anxiety, my mind racing with all the "what-ifs" and worst-case scenarios.
I knew I couldn't hide forever. I needed to find a way to take control of my life again, but the fear was paralyzing, leaving me unable to move or make a decision.
