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*＊✿❀CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR❀✿＊*

➹THIRD PERSON PERSPECTIVE➷

✾March 17th, 2013- 10:02: Sheffield✾

True to his word, Lorenzo kept his promise to visit Alistair, and that is where he currently is.

"Lorenzo informed Alistair, who was being fed chicken noodle soup by him, that he had been experiencing recurring headaches ever since he had shared that specific memory with him.

"Could you advise me on the typical duration of these headaches?" Alistair enquired as he finished the remaining soup on his spoon.

"The headaches persist for approximately half an hour. Unfortunately, they recur after an hour. In an attempt to decrease the discomfort, I purchased painkillers yesterday. However, their effectiveness has been limited." Alistair nodded in understandment as Lorenzo commenced the task of tidying the surface where the bowl of soup and glass of water had been placed.

"I suggest that you consider scheduling an appointment with your local physician." Lorenzo gazed at Alistair, noticing the evident concern etched across his face.

"I do not wish to inconvenience him, and I believe the change in weather may be the cause." Alistair raised an eyebrow at Lorenzo and recalled his persistent reluctance to prioritize his well-being and health.

He offered him a warm smile, which left Lorenzo perplexed, but he chose not to enquire further with Alistair.

"I have just realised that there is a matter I must bring to your attention." Lorenzo took a seat in the chair next to the bed and offered Alistair his full attention.

"When we were in your room yesterday, I observed a small red flash of light emanating from different areas of the room. Subsequently, after you departed from the hospital, I returned to your room and conducted a thorough search, during which I discovered these." Alistair reached into the pocket of his pyjama shirt and retrieved six miniature cameras.

"Would you mind sharing how you managed to find these?" Alistair smiled politely as Lorenzo carefully took the cameras from his hand to examine them more closely.

"I am fortunate to have excellent eyesight, and I am proud of it." Lorenzo chuckled softly at the other man.

Lorenzo posed a question to Alistair, enquiring if he believed Giovanni was responsible for installing the cameras. Alistair responded with an affirmative nod, expressing his agreement without hesitation. He reasoned that no one else would engage in such an act of invading someone's privacy.

"With regards to Giovanni, I attempted to reach out to him, but unfortunately, I did not receive any response. Considering the discovery of cameras in the room I occupied, it is possible that he overheard our conversation concerning him and his involvement in your injury. This could explain his deliberate avoidance of communication with me." Alistair nodded and let out a gentle sigh.

"I am curious about his whereabouts as I have a feeling he is not currently in Sheffield." Lorenzo sighed deeply and rested his head against the chair's headrest, expressing his discomfort.

"He is not in Sheffield, as I discovered when I used my computer to track his current location. It appears he is currently at a nightclub in Falkirk, Scotland." Alistair turned his head to Lorenzo, who lifted his head in response to the other man's respectful gaze.

"What if he has already left that location and relocated to a different place?" Lorenzo politely disagreed with Alistair's presumption by shaking his head.

"When Giovanni travels to a new location, he typically stays for an extended period, usually around one to two weeks. He avoids leaving immediately after arriving, as this could arouse suspicion and increase the likelihood of his arrest, which he naturally wants to prevent." Alistair recognised the significance of this information and stored it in his memory.

"Do you believe there is a possibility of his arrest in the future?" Alistair enquired, to which Lorenzo responded with a shrug, indicating his uncertainty.

"I sincerely hope that there is a chance of his arrest, but I do not wish to make any assumptions, as I understand that it may not come to fruition. Let us patiently wait and observe the unfolding events." In a cordial manner, Alistair and Lorenzo diverted their conversation to a more agreeable topic, and in a mere forty-eight hours, a figure of intrigue would emerge from the obscurity and into the realm of visibility.