Dawn was breaking. Salvatore was sleeping deeply, holding Victoria close, until the insistent tone of his phone on the nightstand woke him. Half-asleep, he stretched out his arm, and seeing that it was Jordano calling, his senses immediately went on alert.

"Jordano, what's wrong? Why are you calling me at this hour?"

He listened to the reply in silence, hung up without a word, dressed in a hurry, and went straight to the living room.

Victoria woke up with the commotion. She looked at the clock: almost five in the morning. It wasn't worth trying to go back to sleep, much less without Salvatore by her side, so she decided...