LORENZO
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“What’s your deal with the American girl?” Ricardo strolled into my office, not knocking as usual. “I just saw her leaving for school. She isn’t your hostage?”
“You’re American yourself, Ric.” I pointed out, just as I started assembling the gun I was busy cleaning. “Also, why would I need to hold her hostage?”
“Aren’t you keeping her around because you want something from her?”
“And?”
“What if she runs away?”
I chuckled at his question. Isla had no reason to run away. She didn’t even think she was trapped here for her to think of running. “She won’t. She won’t survive a day outside this mansion if she does.”
The day she left and came back in the evening, I found out that she had been chased by low-life thugs who wanted to be part of an organization so badly. She didn’t
