Amy's POV

As soon as I received that message, I ran faster than the wind to Madame Loretta's room, which was on the lower floor. She’d be annoyed that I was disturbing her beauty sleep, but this was important. The usual steel faces were still planted across the mansion, and Antonio's soldiers had an air of troublement surrounding them. While they were as polite to me as they could be from the few interactions I’d had, they were completely unaware of the plan the boss had for me.

They assumed that I was nothing but a placeholder until there was somebody more fitting for the role. It was almost laughable...