When the vehicle finally drove into the hotel, I was exhausted enough to fall asleep while also still incensed enough to punch someone to death.
Luciana and I stepped out of the vehicle. I had a cut around my neck and waist, Luciana came out just fine.
We had decided not to say anything until Armando was present. This whole saga was no longer just about me but him too.
“Is it wise to return to the hotel where the guy was kidnapped?” Luciana asked.
The guy that had driven us was one of Armando’s men.
“Yes, boss.” He stepped out of the car. “Oh okay boss.” He put his phone back into his pocket. “Boss says he’s gone back home and I should bring you there. He said not to worry that he already cleared both rooms and lodged you out.”
“That’s better.” Luciana climbed back into the backs
