ENZO POV

The next morning arrived.

While I hurried to be at the site, just as Silvio announced the day before, there was a knock on the door of my room. “Who is it?”

“Good morning, Mr. Marino.”

Immediately, I recognized Rachel. That voice belonged to her. “Breakfast is ready. But that's not why I have come. I wanted to let you know, Mr. Silvio is here. He says he came to wait.”

“Oh.” I buttoned my shirt.

That's right. How could I forget? “Tell Silvio I'd be with him soon enough, mm?” I picked up a bottle and sprayed. “In a few minutes, okay?”

“Yes, sir.”

From inside, I...