Chapter 170
Chapter 170
The next morning. Elliot dragged himself upstairs, heading for the study to wait for Sebastian.
He’d just hit the landing when he spotted Sebastian slipping out of Stephanie’s room.
It stopped him dead in his tracks. The air felt thick and weird.
He tried to brush it off, turning to sneak away like he hadn’t seen anything, but before he could even take a step, he knew he was busted.
No escaping now. Elliot froze, gulped, and muttered a shaky. “Mr. Giovanni.“
Sebastian stood there, robe half–open, swaying a little in the breeze, with faint scratch marks showing underneath.
Elliot squinted. Those marks were fresh–bright red and hard to miss.
His stomach knotted up. Should’ve waited, he thought, kicking himself. But it was already nine.
Sebastian shot him a cold look. “Get to the study and wait.”
“Yes, sir,” Elliot said under his breath, glad for the out.
He hightailed it to the study without a backward glance.
About fifteen minutes later, Sebastian strolled in, pushing the door open.
He’d ditched the robe for a slick gray lounge set, looking cool, sharp, and totally unbothered.
Macro shuffled in after him, looking like a train wreck. The guy was beat–dark circles under his eyes screaming he hadn’t slept all night.
He’d tried chasing Elliot down earlier, but his legs gave out halfway, nearly eating the floor.
By the time he got his act together, Elliot was gone.
All night, Macro had been freaking out, wondering if Elliot had messed up Luca. His brain was spinning with worst–case
scenarios,
Sebastian’s crew wasn’t exactly known for going easy–he knew that firsthand.
Sebastian flopped onto the couch, pulled a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it. He blew out a puff and said, “How was it?”
The question was obviously about Luca–did they find her or not?
Macro’s face tightened, his eyes flicking to Elliot with a mix of worry and annoyance.
Elliot kept his head down. “Miss Vitale… she’s gone. Left Long Harbor.”
Sebastian’s fingers froze on the cigarette.
Macro’s jaw dropped. “Wait, what?”
His brain kicked into gear, racing as he asked, “Left Long Harbor? How? When?”
He frowned, remembering what Sebastian had said about “beat her out of town
“Did your guys run her out?” Macro asked, leaning in
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That little punk–found her that quick? His gut twisted.
“Ran her out” probably meant they’d roughed her up first–The more he thought about it, the more he imagined Luca with a bloody nose and a shiner.
His chest got tight. “How’d they do it? Beat her up first?”
mad, heat crawling up
on Sebastian, steaming, “Man, you really let your crew smack
cut in fast. “Mr.
it, Elliot. Zip it, Macro snapped, voice like a whip.
was done–his temper cranking up with every
on his nerves half the time, but
home, whatever, but out there? When it
Macro a stare that could chill a fire. “You want to test me?”
glaring. I’m pissed, dude. For real.”
“I didn’t lay a hand on her
like that, the room
Harbor? You kick her out or just
little, eyes sliding to
guys the
twitched, his face stuck halfway between shock and confusion.
more questions, and
his brain around how
at Elliot. “What’s that even mean?”
ditched Sofia’s crew and just took off from Long Harbor? His
Barely hung around–her flight just
hours.”
stood there, jaw
went quiet, his frown
at his hair, muttering, “What’s Luca up to? She really just split?”
it over and said, “Or is she pulling something? Maybe cooking up a bigger
at Elliot. “You’re sure she’s gone?”
goose chase, and now
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it felt.
and bailed? Macro shook his
deal with
“Wait–did Sofia send Luca to grab Stefi
in, frowning. “Without a solid payott,
never got along
over backwards for Sofia without something big on the
Sofia’s crew tagging along? The whole thing
forehead,
sweat rolled down his
that Luca was gonna burn someone either way. Too
bribe and ran. The more Macro pieced it together, the worse his head
sucked in a breath. “Holy
out Sofia’s goodies and snatching them like a
just free for the
all this time? Macro
his brain barely keeping up
taking a slow drag
“Uh, where’s Sofia at right
Luca had taken off to
she’d be begging for Sofia to come after
nothing’s gone wrong, she’s in Sandara
Macro said, letting
wasn’t in Fiorenza, his shoulders
he
swiped her stuff and bolted, with her
man–what a handful, Macro grumbled to himself.
with Sebastian–she wasn’t going anywhere. And still, Sofia teamed up with
going at it forever. She could trust literally anyone else, but nope–she
eyes.
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calm as always. “She’ll
glared at him, snapping. “Dude,
clocked it by now: Elliot seemed all cool
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