Isabel
I was beginning to get a little worried. According to my dad, Callen and Armani had left hours ago and, by my calculations, should have been back by now, assuming that they didn’t run into any trouble. Oh my. What if that is exactly what happened? My mind began thinking of all the possibilities. What if they had gotten caught? What if one of them had gotten hurt? The number of possibilities was overwhelming to think about. All I wanted was for them to come back here safely so that we could all get the hell out of Italy and back to our lives.
Dad and Alex had managed to fix Callen’s door, and according to them, some men came by and took away Elijah’s body. Good thing,
