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21. He's gone

A I D E N
Wednesday 2rd November, 2021

Fifteen days. Fifteen days I haven't seen him. Fifteen days and we still don't know where he is. I've closed myself off, swallowing in self pity and heartache in Lucas room with my laptop trying to find him. We found the exact car that Lucas was in after the M3 down west coast Milan but we know that isn't anywhere we're he is.

There playing us. There messing with our heads, they know are blind spots somehow almost like they know our every move. Only limited people know what is happening obviously me and the Rossis, the colombos, Carters, Delgados,and the Hernández clan are helping us out.

My hands ache in pain as I throw punches upon punches on the punching bag. My hands curl into a tight fist throwing my hand back before throwing another punch. Blood surges out of my knuckles, marks on my knuckles a sign of a fight to others but severe anger management to myself.

"Lay down on the blows, Romano" i hear a voice from behind me, I stop my throws turning my head over my shoulder to see William Carter, Lyn's brother leaning against the wall watching me with this look in his eyes while containing a smirk on his face.

"I'll lay down the blows when my boy comes home, Carter" I spoke for the first time in days glaring at him as I reach for my water bottle, taking a sip from it.

"I'm just saying I don't think Lucas wants to come back to see you in shreds" William shrugged, stepping away from the wall. "Also heard about the shipment last night, do you know who did it?"

I shook my head sitting down on the bench unwrapping the tape from my hands, "No not yet, but I was expecting it really from what's going on we have been quiet lately" I sighed, furrowing my brows as I examine the cuts and bruises forming on my knuckles.

"Probably exhausting having so much things on your mind and you can't be able solve one of them" William states, folding his arms across his chest. I look up at him narrowing my brows in confusion.

"Yeah exhausting" I hummed going back to my unwrapping. I hear movement from across the room, I look up to see William sitting beside me on the bench looking a head before turning to me with a small smile.

"Not be able to have any leads so far is getting quite stressful" William murmured.

"Yeah also exhausting" I muttered with a sneer, "How about you?" I said.

"What about me?" William questioned confused raising a brow.

"How come your helping and not Lyn, I thought she will be all up into getting Lucas back but nope haven't heard a peep." I spoke flatly standing up walking over to the bin throwing the wrappings in the bin.

"My sister isn't really involved with the mafia, just shows her face and does what ever girls do with daddy's money" William answered.

I hummed in reply but turn around to face William with an uncertain look. Something doesn't feel right. "I guess.." I tilted my head reading him like a open book. I see every few seconds his eyes would glance about, his hands clutching at something in his Jean pocket and his other hand twitching ever so slightly. "But she has been quite, nothing like I known before. I was in her little friend group me, Lucas and... Lyn. She would do anything for Lucas, she even stayed at our house for two days when he hurt his ankle few weeks ago" I listed off walking closer by each statement until I am near William to know that his eyes are farting everywhere almost like he is hiding something.