TWENTY SEVEN

TWENTY SEVEN

DANTE

“She is gone” A voice interrupted my hiatus

She, could only mean Diana and gone has to be another escape plan pulled by her again. The woman was going to be the death of me.

How do I explain to her that running around in a house where nobody liked her family could get her killed, I thought as I got up from my chair

“You let her escape again after all my warnings” I slammed the man who had come to inform me of her disappearance

“Escape? I would never do that; Alejandro came over and asked me to give him a moment alone with the prisoner and before I got back, she was gone and he was nowhere in sight too”

I stilled in my stride and turned back to the man

“Alejandro?” I echoed

“Yes sir” he mumbled, the rage in my eyes had him taking a step back.

“What did I say about not letting anyone except me see her?” I snapped

The man cowered.

It was obvious what had happened. This was Alejandro’s way of rebelling against me and I had let him pluck her from under my nose. I walked