Lorenzo's POV
"Damnit!" Alessandro shouted, throwing his suit jacket on the sofa.
"Oh dear Lord," Jenna said, slapping a hand over her mouth.
"Who could have done this?" Mother asked, consoling Jenna.
Someone who's overestimating themselves and underestimating me.
"I have no idea, Mother, but I'll find out," I gritted out.
"Where are Allegra and Andrea? How are they?"
"They're upstairs sleeping. They had minor concussions. The doctor sedated them," Mother replied, and I nodded.
"What are we going to do now? How do we find her?" Camilla asked, worry written across her face.
"I have no idea," Alessandro replied.
"What about the police? Did they find anything?" Gio asked.
"Not yet. They're still looking," I replied.
Jenna was still crying as Mother continued to console her.
"I don't know, but I don't feel good about this, Gio. I have this awful, awful feeling about it, and I don't like it," Claudia said, laying Noah on the plush sofa beside her.