Luciana's POV

“What?” Romano gasped, his gaze snapping away from me to the side, where burly men dressed in black were standing. “How are they here?” He turned to me as if the puzzle was mine to solve.

“I don't know. We have to get the man out of here,” I said, glancing up at Mr. Collins, who was also watching the strange men.

“Go to him. I will stall the men,” he said, but I hesitated, strangely worried that something might happen to him. “Go now!” he shouted, and I ...