CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN

GINEVRA

Walking down the empty, extremely quiet hallway of my underground house, my heart began pounding hard against my rib cage as I wondered how I'd bring myself to break this news to Izzy. But it was something I needed to do, it was something that unsettled for a really long time and I finally would love to open up about it to someone that might understand.

About two weeks ago, I had successfully wiped out the Rodriguez's and of course successfully convinced the whole of Italy and its underworld that I was dead. Except for a few people who saw through my little game, but they'd have to die before they'd be able to find me and prove otherwise.

Out of fourteen days, I took seven and rested until I was feeling refreshed and renewed. But one thing that never let me have a good night rest was the knowing that Ricardo was alive somewhere, probably waiting for me to figure it out and find him or not. But wasn't that what curiosity did to a person? trick your mind until it stripped you