Nobody to Somebody

Chapter 36

We got to Rome at first for Sky to obviously fix her makeup and I gathered something useful before Sky managed to 'convince' the pilot to fly us to New York so we couldn't drive to our city. Sky convincing the pilot was really hard to watch. After that, we decided to leave my car and go with the car we were going with.

"Skyler. Please, I beg you! I don't want to hear about your sex stories with Dante." I said incredulously. "But you haven't heard the best part yet -" She was interrupted by the groaning of our friend at the back. He was waking up.

"Thank you." I said in one breath to the guy that was confused as to what the hell is going on here.

Sky stopped the car by one of the allies, and that familiar pathway we used tells me that we are finally in New York. I could see that it is colder than usual.

"Where the fuck am I?" He groaned as he was getting up. "In a car." Both Sky and I said at the same time.

"What happened?" He rubbed his temple, and I gave him some water, and he was paused before he took it, "It helps with the headache." I said to him, and he drank the whole thing. Just because I kidnapped a grown man does not mean I need to be less hospitable. My mom always taught me to be hospitable to even the most annoying people, and this is how I was able to put Matteo using my mom's words.

"Now that you're a bit refreshed. Who the hell are you?" Sky took out a gun and laid it upon his cheek. I guess we're moving right to the interogation part.

"I work for Lucas." I knew it. He was the one sending those texts. It all makes sense. He knew my every move, but how? How could I not realize that it was Lucas? Even Adrian warned me that night in the restaurant that Lucas knew.

"How is he able to track where I am?" I asked, and he shrugged, but Sky pressed the gun harder into his face.

"There's someone giving him information about you. That is about as much information as I could give you." And I looked at Sky, who was just as confused as I was. His voice was melodic, which made me want to believe him, but I did not trust anyone. I must not trust anyone.

"There must be someone working for him inside the family." Sky said, and her suspicion could be right. It might be even one of the family members. I put my hand by my chin to think which one of them could it be? It could be Alessia. Maybe I could contemplate further on that.

"Please. Just let me go." His Hazel eyes begged, and Sky didn't seem to listen. "We can't trust him." With that, she pulled the trigger, and he laid dead on the seat.

"Wow. Great idea, Skyler. Now, we have a dead body to take care of." I gave her fake jazz hands, and she glared at me.

We checked if he had something on himself, and he did. It was a phone that was probably also tracking his every move. I looked through the phone, and I found nothing that could help us. They're probably tracking him down. I smashed the phone into pieces.

"Now, what are we going to do?" I sighed, and Sky sighed, realizing what problem she just got us into. I zipped my black hoodie, and I had to admit that I looked very, very displaced.

"This is why you think before you shoot." I said, rubbing my temple in frustration. The sun was beginning to set here, and it was maybe 10 a.m. back in Italy.

"Whatever. We'll just go to the hospital by Central Park and say we found him lying on the floor with blood around him." She said, and I wonder if they'll believe that story. Although, now that I think about it, they might because the crime levels in Central Park are high.

"Yeah, I'm driving." I we swapped seats, and I drove on to the hospital.

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"Please help. We found this man lying down." Sky fake cried as the doctors rushed to take him. I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes.