Chapter 55 A Silent Plea
- The air vanished from Vincenzo’s lungs, his stomach churned, and despair gripped his chest with such force that, for a moment, he thought he might not breathe again.
- “Shit,” Tommaso muttered, stopping abruptly beside him, his voice low and taut, as if afraid to confirm what he saw. “Vincenzo…”
- “No,” Vincenzo whispered, the single word a fragile shield against the sight before him.