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Evelina had finally started to live a normal life despite her past. She never thought it would come back to haunt her. She never thought the man her brother used to steal from would come at her and sink her into...
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♛𝕸𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖆 𝕷𝖔𝖒𝖇𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖎♛
It's been hours since I am turning in my seat, furious. Hours, and I haven't found a single hint where she might be. I have no idea where she is, and I can't do anything but wait until the plane lands, so I can give Caleb her phone.
The what ifs are washing over me, but I keep calm. It kills me to admit it, but she's the only hope I have to find the key. If I don't have her knowledge, her memories from her childhood, the worst could happen.
♛♛♛
I sit on the chair at the end of the table, across Caleb. He's tapping on his laptop furiously, his eyes scanning every pixel visible. When a weird sound echoes in the room, I stand up and look at him. He grins.
"Relax, Mattia. It's almost as if you care."
"I don't. I want her to give me the goddamn key, so we can move on and continue our business."
He continues to tap on his keyboard until he abruptly stops. He hit one key and turns to me.
"I found it! I guess they forgot to take it off or something. Her heartbeat is at 165 bpm. It's not normal."
"Yeah, no shit it's not normal, lover boy! She got kidnapped, god knows what is happening to her." Pedro enters the HQ, his iPad in his hand, a pencil in the other. He slides it on the table, showing me a picture of an event tonight.
I look up, staring at Pedro with a cocked eyebrow. He points at the image.
"This is an event hosted by a man named Valentino. He's been seen with some men, probably his bodyguards. They always enter the building in front of the hotel you dumped Sweet sun."
I frown. "Sweet Sun?"
"Yeah, she's just like the sun. She's so happy, she shines so much, it's burning my eyes if I stare at it more than a second." He explains, bored.
I scoff. Pedro is the funny man. He is always serene, never loses his temper, and he also makes everything a joke.
As long as I find his comparison funny, she isn't a sun. She isn't happy like she used to be. She lost her happiness when I ruined her life—not that I feel remorse. Her happiness is slowly fading away, until it will eventually disappear. Her light will eventually fade and be hidden by darkness. She's... a sunset.
"Tonight, there's an auction, but it's not about art. Those fuckers sell women, and according to the IP address lover boy just sent me, they're at the same place. That means—"
