Silent Sanctuary

Dante

I walked in the middle of Vittoria's estate, phone pressed tightly against my ear, the ringing echoing more loudly than the footfalls of her men searching the house around me.

Nothing.

Again.

I gritted my teeth and dialled again, pacing across the marble floor, eyes flicking toward the stairs, the shattered glass from the fight earlier still scattering the floor. The call rang. Once. Twice.