*Caterina*

I couldn’t breathe.

I couldn’t think straight.

I couldn’t even find the strength to make it through the whole interrogation.

Somewhere between, what seemed like, the tenth and twentieth attempt to get Antonio’s man to give us even just a piece of viable info I left the room. I had to.

There was no way my nerves were capable of handling another moment of it all. Between the agonizing silence and hearing Elio lose his temper, I ...