CHAPTER 26
PAISLEY JACOBS
Nicolai
I am going to fucking kill everyone until someone breaks
about where she is. I don ’ t care if no one is left.
I ’ m speeding down the road to Enzo ’ s house. I would not
put it past him to be involved in this. When I arrive, I run up to the
door and pound on it. A few moments later, Mrs. Vittori answers,
and when she does, I can ’ t help but stare. She has a black eye,
finger bruises on her arms, and a red handprint on her cheek.
“ What happened to you? ” I ask.
“ Oh, these?” She waves her hand in the air, brushing it off.
“I can be a little clumsy sometimes. ”
She ’ s the worst liar I ’ ve ever met, and it makes me wonder
how her daughter is one of the best liars I ’ ve ever met.
“ Have you seen Angelina? ” I ask.