Alessia's POV
The street outside was cold, but the chill creeping through me was nothing compared to the weight pressing down on my chest. I had barely stepped out of Dante's basement when I grabbed a taxi. It was almost like my body moved on its own, no thinking, no planning, just the raw need to get away. The speed at which I pulled out my phone made me realize how desperate I was for information, but nothing could have prepared me for the news I saw.
The headline blared at me:
'Marco Montenegro Arrested Amidst Mafia Investigation'.
I felt my heart stop for a beat.
Arrested...The words swam in front of my eyes, but they didn't make sense. They couldn't. Marco wasn't some criminal caught in the usual schemes. He was untouchable. Or did Sienna finally find something on him?
