“Bring his clothes down here when you come, but hurry,” Isabella said to Cat. “We’ll be waiting in that alley over there.”
Cat nodded frantically, then ran back inside the hotel side entrance.
“Why did you do that?” I asked angrily.
“Because we need to talk,” Isabella said as she headed for the alley.
“Talk aboutwhat?!”I asked as I dragged the suitcase behind me.
“You don’t have time to change clothes anymore, and your hair’s going to be wet when they find us.”
“Okay?” I said, likeAND?
“They won’t buy our story, so we need a new plan. I came up with one on the way over here, but you’re not going to like it.”
“Well, the current plan isfucked,so I don’t think the new one could be any worse!”
“Just wait till you hear it.”
“What is it?”
“I’m going to lead my father’s men directly toyou.”
I stared at her in shock.
“…what?!”
Isabella quickly explained.
She was right: I absolutely fuckinghatedthe new plan.
But it was the only chance we had.
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Cat returned in record time with her suitcase – and my bundled-up clothes.
After she handed them to me, I said, “You gotta go now, babe. Please, just find the nearest taxi and get the hell out of Ortigia.”
“When am I going to see you again?!” Cat asked frantically.
“Alessandra will tell you. Now GO.”
I kissed her passionately –
Maybe for the last time ever –
And pushed her gently away.
Cat looked back over her shoulder as she walked down the street.
I stared after her, feeling like my entire life was slipping away…
Until she went around a corner and was gone.
“You didn’t mention she was so pretty,” Isabella said quietly.
“Not something I wanted to discuss with my fiancée,” I snarled.