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I might lose him.

I couldn’t think about it because my chest suddenly hurt so damn much that I could barely breathe.

We’d been so worried about what might happen to me, and it hadn’t even occurred to me that I might need him with me so I could make sure he was safe.

All I wanted to do was scream until I lost my voice.

But there was no time for despair.

I had to get Luca back.

If he was still alive.

Chapter 25

IPACED UP AND DOWNthe room of yet another random safe house. At this point, it wouldn’t surprise me if Santino’s men jumped out from under the sofa.

It was ridiculous.

How the hell had we let this happen? We’d been too certain of our win and of our plan, and we’d fucked up.

“He has to be alive,” Rafael said. “There’s footage of them taking him to one of their cars. Santino was in one of them. I’m sure it’s him.”

“I should’ve put a tracker somewhere on Luca.”

“I doubt Santino would’ve fallen for that since he used one himself.”

“I know, but I just wish I’d done something.” I didn’t even know what.

I wanted to go back in time.

I wanted to protect Luca.

But I couldn’t do any of that.

I was fucking helpless! And it was frustrating as fuck.