C55 Chapter 55

ARMANDO

The chauffeur’s words hung heavily in the air, but I wasn’t ready to believe it.

My mind refused to let it sink in even as he stood there stammering.

“What the fuck did you just say?” I asked, my voice low, sharp, and deadly calm.

He shifted on his feet nervously, both hands trembling at his sides. “B—boss… I said… Miss Eleanor, s—she’s been taken. And Mr. Enzo…” He swallowed hard