Nico's POV

It doesn't take me much time; I don't even wait till the end of the day, but I immediately rush off in my helicopter, all the way straight off, head-first into Italy. Just like I instructed, Fabio already has the helicopter ready for me, and the pilots - everything was all set. All he was waiting for was me to step inside, and then we'll be off, which I didn't hesitate to do.

He sits across from me in the helicopter, and I stare through the window. The memory and the scenery of ...