The moment I returned to our penthouse, I grabbed my phone and dialed the only man who could help me now.
Santino De Luca.
He answered immediately as if he had been waiting. "I was wondering when you'd call again."
"Please help me track Lorenzo. His location, his meetings, his movements. Everything. I want to track his every move."
"I'll have the information in an hour."
The call then ended. I sat back, my heart pounding. In one hour, I would have proof. Proof of Lorenzo's lies. Proof of everything he ever did to me.
~ An Hour Later
My phone buzzed with a text from Santino.
-Ricci Tower—7th Floor. Private Suite.
-Attachment: A photo of Lorenzo entering a penthouse suite with Seraphina.
My fingers hovered over the dial pad. I pressed the call button to let him know I received his information.
He answered, but before I opened my mouth to speak, I froze.
A dark figure stood in the doorway of my bedroom, a gun held loosely at his side.
Enzo Moretti.
Lorenzo's most trusted man. His right-hand man. The look in his eyes told me exactly what was about to happen.
"You really think you could outplay the mafia, Mrs. Ricci?"
~Valeria’s POV