Luca's POV

I clenched my jaw tight, grinding my teeth rather reproachfully as I walked down the prison gates. I had known they would come for Rico, but I didn't think it would be this soon.

My fists tightened in my pockets, so tight they hurt. I couldn't imagine what Rico had to endure in the police custody. Whatever must have pried that information loose from his lips must have been born from unimaginable torture.

The metallic clang of the prison gate slammed shut behind us, echoing like a ...