Chapter 81. The Past

Lorenzo POV

I walk back down and see everyone sitting. Grabbing a glass, I sit down and look at Callum.

"I'm sorry, I realised after how fucking stupid and unprepared I was. I thought taking the car would make them useless."

I want to kill him. There would have been no fucking chase, no truck if he hadn't tried to be the saviour. I can't, though. I heard enough to know if he had told us and waited, Luciano would be gone.

"I'm angry, but it's fine. Yes, it was fucked up, but you stopped them taking Luciano out of the city."

"Lorenzo is right, plus it would have happened regardless. They would have followed if we had gotten there and taken Luciano into our car.”

"So you're not going to beat the shit out of us? The first time you did, it fucking hurt." Paul laughs, looking at me.

I sit confused, I beat him up? "I don't remember that." When did me and Paul ever fight? Harry, sure, but Paul?

"You don't remember?" Callum and