14: Beatrice

I was walking forward, not knowing where I was supposed to be going really, but being led by Alessio nonetheless. He steered me to the elevator, through the lobby, and out the side door toward a waiting vehicle. My mind was in a daze and the acidic taste of my vomit still coated my mouth.

The back passenger side of the vehicle opened and in a daze, I stepped in barely noting that Callie was already inside. She had slid across the seat first, watching as I slid inside next to her. Alessio followed me, sliding next to me before nodding toward the driver.

They had me sandwiched in the back seat and I registered the driver and a security guard perhaps sitting in the front passenger seat. They were taking me to Alessio Trivisonno's house. The man himself was sitting by my side as we started down the busy streets through rush-hour traffic.