"Let's get the hell out of here before that beast comes home"

Ten years old Dante stared at his crestfallen mother.

He knew the "beast" she was referring to was his father.He had been making her cry a lot lately.But tonight,she looked agitated...so eagered to get away from him as if she found out something deadly about him.

"Where are we going?"Dante asked as Giovanna dragged him out through the back door of the house deliberately avoiding the bodyguards.

"Far away,to a place where he can never find us"

Nervously,he stared at his mother as they approached a car.She didn't look like someone who was in any position to drive....