"Jordano! Damn it! The earth couldn’t have swallowed her, NO!" Salvatore shouted, furious, as he did every day since Victoria had fled from his car.

"Sir, we have checked all the city records. Every child of the possible ages of your son has been investigated, but we haven’t been able to locate the lady. As I told you, I believe she is dead."

Salvatore heard Jordano’s words echo in his mind, and in rage, he smashed his glass against the wall, dangerously close to his man’s head.

"Dead? Do you have proof of that?" he approached, baring his teeth like a hunting dog.

Since Victoria escaped, he had trouble falling...