C21 Beneath The Sicilian Sun

The last two days had been trying. Massimo was ready to hit the road and drive back to his villa.

Diving back to Reggio, the crimson-red Maserati sliced through the coastal roads as the early morning sun bathed along the cliffs, and the sun and sky mimicked the Sea in gold.

The weight of the past two days still clung to them like the scent of gunpowder on their skin, but now