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Not until I had time to take out at least half of the anger I had been feeling on him first.

And maybe not even then.

11

CATALINA

Roberto satwith me in the penthouse.

We didn’t talk.

But he didn’t seem to mind that so much, and at one point, he grabbed his laptop and had been working on it since.

I didn’t even know what he was working on or doing now that he was no longer under Father—Agnello’s thumb.

I shook my head.

I had to stop referring to Agnello as my father.

He wasn’t my father.

I didn’t think I could suddenly refer to Francisco as my father, but it was easy to see Roberto in my Uncle's role.

I took him in.

Probably feeling my eyes on him, he looked up at me from the computer screen.

“They’ll be fine, Catalina,” he said softly.

Right.

Of course, they would be. But it had been four hours already, and they still weren’t back.

And I didn’t know if they could get to Luca or the location.

It didn’t help that I didn’t have anything to do to keep me busy.

Right now, I was just sitting on the couch, in a heap of anxiety and conflicting emotions.

I didn’t even know why Roberto had come up to the penthouse with me, and a part of me hated the idea that he might be here to babysit me.

I didn’t ask him.

The door unlocked, and I sat up in my seat. Roberto put his computer down and stood up with me, his attention directed at the front door as it opened and revealed Nikolay and Mikhail.

I took them in. I didn’t know if they got the location based on the expression on their faces.

I cocked my head to the side.

Mikhail’s eyes softened as he found me, but it was Nikolay who answered me with a smile.

“We got it, princess.”

I let out a small cry and ran to them.

Mikhail caught me first, and I buried my face in his chest, crying.

Distantly, I could hear Nikolay talking to Roberto, but I didn’t care to listen. All the blood seemed to rush to my ears, and I could focus on nothing but what Nikolay had just said.

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