C69 Punishing Arianna

As soon as the car screeched to a halt before Rossa, we got out. Securing my hand in a tight grip, he led us inside the VIP elevator with powerful strides. I, as well as Ron, had a hard time catching up with him.

But that wasn't the issue that bothered me. It was Arianna. It was Robert. It was the dead Vincenzo Zolvesky.

I still had the old photo of that man. I didn't mention it to Syl yet