Chapter 19 Nineteen
- POV Marco:
- I pace back and forth in my room. It's been two days since our raid on the casino and the waiting is killing me. No word from Moretti, no sign of anything going on with Antonio Ricci.
- The forced inactivity makes my muscles tense and my mind fill with images it shouldn't have: Isabella in that red dress, how beautiful she looked like a woman for the first time, how melodious her true voice sounds.