Author's note: this is from Duke's point of view
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London, earlier that day…
"What do you mean… still missing?", I asked stiffly the man who stood in front of me with his head lowered.
Sergio was staring at the floor without blinking, like the carpet in the living room of my apartment is the most interesting thing he ever saw.
He is my senior, my guardian, yet he obeys my commands. I often wonder why he is so loyal as I've certainly never done anything to deserve his gratitude, but then I remember that his loyalty is not with me.
Sergio is the man my father tasked to accompany me to the United Kingdom eight years ago together with instructions to make sure I stay out of trouble, and out of Italy.
