Okay, so before you read this, I ask that you re-read the last chapters.
I am honestly so sorry to do this to you guys again, but I just got a burst of inspiration from this amazing book and decided to make some plot changes. ( At least they're not that many) I promise this is all for the better.... I hope.
BTW, it would mean the world to mean if you guys left comments. Maybe not the world.... but it'd mean A LOT ;)! Especially the child who I dedicate so much of my time to give comments. Also , please don't hate me for the short chapters ahead of you.
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" We're running out of time, figilo"
But he didn't bother to respond. He didn't like people pointing out what he already, very obviously, knew. He had taken in a sharp breath, his nostrils flaring at the strong scent of tobacco and Italian leather, and had tried to clear his mind. They indeed, really didn't have much time left, before the deadline. They needed to find her, and they had been looking for far too long. 16 years, 7 months and 21 days to be exact. She'd escaped their grasps time and time again. Lead after lead always led them to a dead end and his patience was wearing thin. Once it had all run out... they knew they would die with it. After all, what good were they if they couldn't do their jobs.
Luca hated every second of the hunt. He despised every minute, since birth, he was shown theories, and conspiracies and possibilities about her. Where she could have gone. Who she could have told. His whole life, his whole childhood, was built on solving and serving. It was the only way he knew how to live. With orders... and with answers.
So the one thing, he couldn't decipher had meddled and toyed with his head towards the brink of insanity. And there was still the mocking shadow that was death hanging over his head if he failed. And he was so sure he was going to. And he certainly would have, had it not been for the song of the mocking bird he had thought was taunting him.
It was funny, really, he had thought, how the smallest things, sparked a world of possibilities in one's mind.
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