Threats, Threats, Threats

Antonio's POV.

“What's going on here?” Vincenzo asked, raising his eyebrow.

“Nothing!” Vita said loudly, before clearing her throat. “I mean, I was just asking him where you were. Right, Antonio?” Her eyes glared daggers at me, daring me to say otherwise.

I matched her expression as I muttered, “Right.”

Vincenzo looked between the two of us, before finally settling his gaze on his sister. “Why were you looking for me, Vita?”

“I wanted to know if you've seen mom. I've looked everywhere but I can't find her. And I've also been trying her number but it's not connecting.”

“Have you checked her room?”

Vita nodded her head, her face morphing into a worried expression. “I checked her room. I've literally checked everywhere in this mansion, I still can't find her. D-do you think mom is missing, Vince?”

Vincenzo didn't reply immediately and turned to me. “There's a tracking device on her phone. I want you to look for her location.”

Together, we walked into Vincenzo's office. I op