The Lost Daughter!

Chapter 2: Danger & Labour - Part 1

Recap:

'Merda!' (Shit!)
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Alessandro P.O.V

Luciano stood up and started pacing back and forth. 'Questo non e buono!' (This is not good!) He muttered to himself. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he stopped pacing and peer at me narrowing his wrinkled eyes. 'Come diavolo ha fatto uscire da quella prigione pesantemente sorvegliato!' (How the hell did he get out of that heavily guarded prison?) He questioned pointing his wooden cane towards me. I frown at the offensive stick and glared at it.

'Non ha 'uscire'! Fuggi!' (He didn't 'get out'. He escaped!)

'Cosi e fuggito? Ho pensato che fosse salvato!?' (So he escaped? I thought he was bailed out!?) Craig Johnson, my long time bestfriend uttered.

"Ha Dominico lo sa?" (Does Dominic know about this? ) Luciano asks.

"No." I answered curtly.

I notice Dante scratching his forehead. "It's impossible for him to escape, don't you think Uncle?"

"I would say, yes, but as we all heard, he escaped to God knows where without anyone noticing. And that bastardo Melek waited two days to inform me. So no. It is not impossible, well, not for him anyways."

Dante shook his head. "Only because someone helped him." He spoke with confident. Luciano glance my way and back to his son. Dante carries on, "Noone can escape the penitentiary unless by boat. . ." He points out. Now that i think about it he is right. Apparently for the others, they are not that bright to pick up what he was trying to say.

"Boy, stop with that riddle talk and get to the point." Luciano snapped in broken english. Dante nodded quickly.

"What Dante was trying to say is that, Dukas didn't escape prison by himself, since the penitentiary is located on a small rock island..." i explain

"And the only way to get off the island-" Craig added.

"-is by boat!" Luciano finishes nodding his head..

"So we have some corrupt guards helping him?" Stefan asks.

I nodded. "Seems like it"

"Aspetta, aspetta, (wait, wait. . .) We are not sure if it was the guards that helped him. It could be someone from the outside, for all we know. . . "

Suddenly we heard gunshots and multiple voices screaming. "We're under attack ".

I didn't waste any time to run out with the others. Signore ci aiuti! (Lord help us!) was the last thing on my mind before i reached outside and started shooting.

Dominic's P.O.V

I run in search for my five sons and their nanny when i came to an abrupt halt, all the Salvatore's and Johnson's' women and children are being led to the safe room which is secured with top securities and technologies. This is not a small problem. And no one bothered to come and tell me. Fanculo!.

I spotted my madre holding my four year old son, Rafael's hand, and right next to her is the nanny and my other four sons, Marco, Carlos, Davide and Dante. Oh grazie a Dio!.

"Mama, " I called out. Once she sees me descending down the stairs, she started crying. Oh mama!

"Dominic, che cosa sta succedendo?" (Dominic, what is going on?) She asked with a scared look on her face.