Carlo's heart pounded as the door shut. Worry gnawed at him. Who could it be at this hour?
He glanced back at the window. Vincenzo, his most trusted friend, stood there. Carlo forced a brave nod.
"I'll be right back," he rasped to Scarlett, his voice rough with worry.
He loved Scarlett more than anything. He had to protect her.
"Keep an eye on her," he muttered to Vincenzo.
Vincenzo gave a short nod. Carlo hurried away, fear gnawing at him. He burst into the lobby, searching for whoever called him. A tap on his shoulder startled him.
A gasp escaped Carlo's lips as his eyes widened in disbelief.
"Riccardo? Is that really you?" He lunged forward, crushing the man in a bear hug.
"Easy there, big brother!" Riccardo chuckled, returning the embrace with a wince.
"You're about to squeeze the life out of me."