chapter twenty-three

CHIEF GIOVANNI FACILITY

The heavy sole of shoes thudding against the hard floors echoed through the walls of the place.

Chief Giovanni had just gotten down from his car and was headed straight to where the captured Isabella is kept in long strides with his men. Chief like many other rich drug lords have the places, buildings especially where they carry out most of their shady deals secluded from the city and eyes of the law.

This facility was just one of them. From the outside, it looks nothing special until one steps into it.

“Where is she?” he asked as he walked past one of the security men in the corridor.

The man followed him, trying to match his pace. “First room, sire.”

Isabella was guarded by two other men including Lorenzo himself. The moment chief stepped in, Lorenzo bowed his head.

Chief’s eyes settled on the lady.

“Did you find out which family she is from?” he asked taking another step inside.

“Nothing special sir. Just a mere girl from country-side.”

Chief scoffed, disap