Chapter 35. Rome

ISABELLA’S POV

The FBI agent Dante told me about is already here. He was right on time and he brought along with him a device he could use to trach the number that Alberto has been communicating with. Valencia, Marco, Dante and I are all in his study with the strange FBI agent as he sets up his equipment.

He’s a big man. Just as big and as tall as Dante, with a light stibble and blue eyes despite his dark hair and tan Italian skin. He’s something out of a book.

‘What kind of trouble have you gotten yourself involved in this time, Dante?” The man asks as he plays with cords and cables. He talks like he and Dante are long time acquaintances. As if this isn’t the first time Dante has called him and asked for his help for something of the sort.”

"Well, you know it’s not easy to be me Nico.” Dante says with a smirk.

“Well get your shit together. I don’t have time to always come running towards you when you have a problem. I have my own shit to wo