Red

CHAPTER 4.

Just beyond the surface lies the rising luminous sun, it sat upon the range of vision while luminating across the swaying sparkling waters. It didn't miss to cast a darkish pink hue among the atmosphere which stretches across the skies region, a sign that it was the beginning of another day.

With my eyes pressed closed, I listen to the harsh winds, smiling softly as it disarrange my white trench coat apart, the cold winds seductively slid past my high waisted dark green cargo jeans that was ripped tied at the ankle and trail behind my exposed back underneath the coat, kissing goosebumps on my darkskin.

I couldn't help the sigh that left my lips as I bring the coat tighter around the front to prevent the cold from continuing its damage.

"Red, we need to leave, it is expected of you to reach the Venice border in five hours. No more nor less."

Nava spoke from behind me as I admire the yacht sitting on the surface of the sea water that belonged to the police alliance.

I almost scoffed in disbelief. Finally the organization did something willingly that didn't allowed us to beg them for resources.

"Why didn't we just take the jet instead?" Immediately my eyebrows connected together in a frown as we began to walk across the dock.

"No," Nava replied, hands buried in his pockets. "If we did, Lorenzo could track your last destination and confirm your identity. The yacht... well, it's special. The cabin is pressurized, equipped with oxygen supplies, reinforced glass, and sonar navigation. It's practically invisible to standard tracking. Traveling underwater is the safest option for you."

My stomach flipped. Wait did I misheard him or what? underwater!

"Underwater?" I paused looking at the luxurious yacht and then back at Nava who only grinned down at me.

Nava grinned at my disbelief, handing me a folder as he nodded toward the stairs leading to the deck. "Inside are your ID cards and documents. Lorenzo will ask questions, so remember this before you go red, he is not one you should fuck with, observe everything, but don't let him suspect you're anything other than Aurora Lopez."

I nodded, curiosity gnawing at me. Who was this Lorenzo Black, and why did the organization treat him with such caution?

Taking note of what he said, I nodded slowly at his words whilst at the mean time it straggled out my curiosity which spiked up a bit at the darkening Don.

My subconscious settles onto her tummy, legs swinging back and forth with a hand on her chin in deep thought. The strong desire from her nosiness wanted to know who this Lorenzo is.

Brushing off the strangeness of the thought to know who this man is and what he was capable of, I eventually left Nava standing on the docks and followed the instructions of the captain as I made my way to the room suited out for me on the lower deck guided by a staff.

The cabin was bathed in the sunrise which stimulates through the wide ceiling to floor glass windows, I rest my suitcase to my left where it stationed a large king size bed modeled with cream colour comforters and dark blue pillow cases.

Soft suede white carpet stretches across the flooring and I almost felt bad that I was going to ruin it's cleanliness with the dirt on my dark green transparent heels.

I rest my handbag beside the suitcase and took out a sleeping Salt who clearly didn't have a care in the world with his eyes shut closed and ears set down in a comfortable state.

Lucky for me, Lorenzo was a dog person and didn't have a problem with me carrying along my Doberman.

I didn't know if I should be cautious of the man or not.