Luca paced up and down where were they? each waking day brought more worry to his face; he'd promised Alora he’d find Vallea and bring her home but every day she seemed to be drifting further away. They’d moved to the U.K. to avoid this happening. They were unable to settle Italy because of Vallea’s rare skin condition. If she was out there she’d be in pain, dehydrated, nauseous and feeling faint. He had to get to her or she may not live to see another day. The door of his office opened causing his pacing to come to a sudden halt. ‘We’ve found the car sir.’
He looked at Deiago. ‘Where?’
‘Venice sir.’
‘Get the get ready and get the boys this is war.’
‘Sir.’ He said closing the door.
‘I’m coming Vallea they will all die by my hand for taking you away from us they will all fucking die I promise you that.’
Nicolo shook Vallea. ‘Vallea it's time to get up.’
She didn’t budge.’ Vallea wake up, Domienico is waiting for you. ‘
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