Chapter 34

Dario

Waves crashed faintly against the hull of the luxury yacht. The sound might once have soothed me—a signal of escape, of the open ocean surrounding me. Except this time, I wasn’t on the boat.

I stood at the end of the long, lightly bobbing dock, staring out over the marina. “Give me good news, Roc.”

“Well, you don’t see the Bellini’s yacht, do you?” Beside me, Rocco directed his gaze towards