Celia Giodano pov
The location was exactly the kind of place men like him preferred.
An abandoned structure on the outskirts of the city..... half of the lights were broken, the remaining ones flickered weakly above the pillars.
I stood beside my car, heels echoing softly against the empty space as I checked the time on my phone...
9:58 PM....
Two minutes later, footsteps approached from the shadows and he finally stepped into the light.
His eyes moved over the area first before landing on me.
"Miss Giordano," he said quietly.
I slowly pulled a brown envelope from my handbag and held it between two fingers.
"You took your time."
"Traffic." He lied
I stepped forward ignoring it and handing him the envelope.
"I have two jobs for you."
He opened it and then two photographs slid into his hands.
The first picture was Aria smiling happily.
My fingers curled slightly at the sight.
The second picture...…
That bastard...…..
