Chapter 58

Derinem covered the gun at his side before he walked into the manor, his black shirt drenched in sweat and blood. He only hoped the blood splattered on his face was cleaned thoroughly.

Greta spotting the red liquid wasn't what he wanted, though no matter how long they've gone over that, she always found it out.

Derinem had left Luca talking to Lina on the phone in the car; hearing Luca's voice straining, Derinem had instantly climbed out, giving them space to quarrel for the hundredth time that week.

Now that he was in, he only wished to dodge Gretta, shower, call his brother's side of the manor, and drink the day off.

Luckily for him, Gretta was on the phone, hands over her mouth as she faced the wall.

Did everyone have bad news today, or was he just in the wrong place?

"Is Donna OK?" Greta was asking, Making Derinem stop in his tracks, with his ear tipped in her direction.

"Maria, calm down and tell me everything." She said it in a wild Italian a