CHAPTER 123

More than ten minutes passed with Calvin slumped on the sofa, not speaking. Neither Luciana nor Tomaso, who was suffering severe pain from a gunshot wound in his leg, said anything.

Calvin lifted his face, still looking dejected, and asked Tomaso a question.

"Where is Veronica right now?" Tomaso did not answer.

He went to the glass table in the living room, limping in pain, turned on the laptop, and entered a few numbers. The right side of the living room had a wall that split into two sections, revealing a beautifully decorated room where Veronica was staying. The room was so elegant that they wondered how someone could be kidnapped and then placed in such a nice space.

Veronica was sitting on the bed. As she noticed the light growing brighter, she looked up and could hardly believe her eyes. In front of her was Calvin Jackson, the man she loved deeply. She jumped up from the bed, tears streaming down her face, and ran to hug Calvin with great force, crying. Calvin embraced her wit