~VINCENZO~

The road winds like a serpent beneath the tires of the bulletproof van, the silence between us heavy with fury.

I can't breathe properly.

My heart is pounding so hard, it feels like it's about to crack through my ribs. My jaw clenches.

My fists are white around the gun in my lap.

“Drive faster,’’ I snap at Riccardo.

“We're almost there,” he growls, foot slamming harder on the pedal. “I swear if Giacomo touched her….”

“I'll fucking rip him apart,” Nico mutters from the back seat, his voice low and deadly.

I stare down at the tracker blinking on my screen.

She's here.

She's close.

The GPS tracker...