*Elio*

The second my call ended with Cat, my stomach felt like it instantly filled with lead. A vicious, mind-bending anger speared through the back of my head and nearly caused me to see fucking red.

Paul—motherfucking—Bryant.

‘Why was this guy continuously trying to get at Caterina?’ I asked myself bitterly.

I rubbed a rough hand over my face and tried to stay focused on the issue at hand. But the horrible, broken sound of hearing ...