~The lost one~

Chapter 29

Luca's POV

The Gabrini family headquarters, usually a bastion of controlled chaos and business, was now under siege by a storm of emotions. My brothers and I were gathered around the large wooden table that had seen countless family meetings, but tonight it felt like it was about to crumble under the weight of our collective dread.

I answered the call from Dad, and his strained voice was a jolt to my system. "Luca, it's Simi—she's been taken."

His words cut through the air like a blade. For a moment, the world seemed to tilt. I could barely keep my breath steady as I absorbed the gravity of the situation. Simi, our sister, had been kidnapped. All the years of searching, the hope we had clung to, now seemed to hang by a thread.

I looked around at my brothers—Antonio, Giovann, Rancho, Enzo, and Fabio—each of their faces reflecting shock and horror. The atmosphere shifted from tense anticipation to boiling anger as I relayed Dad's message.

"It's bad," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Dad's been attacked. He's hurt, but he managed to call us. Simi's been taken. He gave us the location where they were ambushed."

The reaction was immediate and explosive. Antonio's face darkened as fury took over. "Those bastards dared to touch our sister? They'll pay for this."

Giovann's eyes were cold and calculating. "We need to move fast. If Dad managed to call us, there might still be time to track them."

Rancho clenched his fists, his usual calm demeanor shattered by rage. "They're not getting away with this. We'll find them, and we'll make sure they never do it again."

Enzo, usually the quiet twin, had a fierce glint in his eyes. "They'll regret ever crossing the Gabrini family. I don't care how many of them there are."

Fabio's jaw was set in a hard line. "We need a plan. We can't afford to mess this up."

I nodded, taking a deep breath. "We're heading to the location Dad gave us. Everyone gear up. We move now."

The room erupted into activity as my brothers grabbed their gear and weapons, each of them moving with a sense of purpose fueled by their anger. I felt a similar fire burning inside me. We had spent years searching for Simi, and now that we had found her, she was in danger once again. There was no room for hesitation.

As we loaded into the cars, the atmosphere was thick with an unspoken vow. We would find Simi, no matter what it took. Dad had been brave enough to call us even when he was injured; we owed it to him and to Simi to act swiftly.

The drive was a blur of determination and anger. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and memories—of Simi as a child, of the years of searching, and the unbearable thought of losing her again. But I pushed those thoughts aside. There was only one focus now: getting her back.

The night was dark, and the road seemed endless as we sped toward the location Dad had given us. Every second felt like an eternity, but we couldn't afford to waste time. We were running on adrenaline and fury, and nothing would stop us from finding our sister.

As we approached the area, my heart pounded in my chest. The time for planning was over. It was time to act. We were going to show everyone who dared to threaten our family just what it meant to cross the Gabrini brothers. We wouldn't stop until Simi was safe, and the people who did this were brought to justice.