CHAPTER FIFTY - SEVEN - GETTING SHOT IN THE STREET OF ROME, ITALY.

Mateo wouldn't deny he still was worried about Zelda going to The music bridge at that time of the night all by herself. Yes, she was trained in martial, but there was something called guns. Snippers. Silencers. " Have you gotten in contact with the boys?" Zelda nods. " Yeah, I already confirmed the time and all with them, and they assured me they have the real papers. I think someone tried to discard them.' " Do we know who?" Zelda shaked her head. " Unfortunately, no, we don't" Mateo nodded and then he noticed the assortments of food on the table. " Ah...I see you are having fun with my card." Zelda grinned. " With how many meetings I have had to stay in and how files I have looked through and still will, I think I deserve this and more." Mateo shaked his head. " Fine, enjoy then. What are you having?" He asked. " They look delicious from over here. " Zelda turned her phone around so that the camera could focus entirely on all the food on the table. " Wow!... Are