Elisa ran over and drew in her breath.
"Savannah, the man is... Mr. Sterling, your man in LA, isn't he?" Elisa, excited and surprised, exclaimed. Her voice was particularly loud in the middle of the night.
Savannah put her hand over her mouth and nodded helplessly.
Elisa paused, and her jaw dropped as though she had realized something.
"So your man came to Italy! I wondered why the police would suddenly be willing to help the injured! Mr. Sterling asked for that, didn't he?" She guessed.
"Yup." Savannah had to nod again.
Elisa looked in the direction Dylan left as she approached Savannah.
"You said you two gave each other the silent treatment these days... Did you mean that? If I hadn't just popped up, he would have got you laid here, I guess," Elisa said bluntly.
"We won't!" Savannah blurted out, blushing.