Chapter 58: THE PRESENT

ISABELLA’S P.O.V. As soon as I woke up this morning, I knew that something was wrong. There was a sense of urgency in the air that wasn’t there usually. My ribs had healed for the most part but I knew that I wasn’t at my full strength yet. Even Mac felt the urgency in the air because he kept asking if I could hold my own in a fight. “What is going on?” I asked after he had asked me the same question for the fifth time. Mac didn’t make aimless conversation so if he kept asking then he knew something was wrong. “You’re making me anxious and I don’t like it.” “Something is wrong, they have been too quiet for too long. Dante tells me that my father is still looking and the others are quiet. How long is it going to take Lorenzo to find out the truth?” “Why are you asking me? Why don’t you ask him? I have left every single clue I could think of. I left the numbers, I left the restaurants, hell, I even left Dante to him. He has everything he needs. I don’t know why he isn’t here yet. Why