Nico's POV

“Fucking hell,” I screamed into the damn system. I should be able to dismantle the system of the panic room. I have always been able to. Marco had put me in that position.

But the system… right after the mansion had been abandoned. It had lost the authenticator. “Goddamn it! Get this thing out of my sight!” My fist crashed onto and it destabilised while my blood spiked.

I was close. I was so close. Just bring her to me— like Dante mentioned. Like Dante ordered.

Or perhaps I couldn't bring her alive anymore. My jaw tightened, my fist clenched. What if she was half dead? Or half...