Arrived in Italy

When I woke up, I was feeling a bit better and we finally arrived in Italy. As soon as the plane landed, Nicolas, Victor, and John disappeared outside. Stephen helped me to get into one of the black Rolls-Royce phantom that was parked in front of the plane with three other vehicles, a yellow Lamborghini Aventador, a red Ferrari F8, and a black R15 bike.

My mouth was hung open, thinking about how rich these criminals were. I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't notice Nicolas was already inside the car and still tapping on his phone. He didn't throw a glance at me like I never existed and that relaxed me a bit. Stephen moved to the Lamborghini leaving me alone with Nicolas.

The bulky-looking driver asked something in Italian to Nicolas before starting the car.

I saw Victor passing our car with his R15 and then John sped up and drove past our car with his red Ferrari before winking at me. I just rolled my eyes at him.

Cold late October breezes hit my face and ripped inside my