**Peter's point of view**
I understand Naomi's concern. I mean, I lost her too. But Naomi doesn't know that, and God forbid that she finds out. It will only complicate things even more, and it's complicated enough as it Is already.
Jones just left. He was only here for about an hour, and I could tell by the look on Naomi's face, that she wasn't satisfied. Neither was I, to be honest. Sure, Jones is a hell of an agent, and very respected inside the FBI, but he's also slow – and I'm impatient.
''I can't believe that Adrena might be in Italy. That's totally insane, don't you think?'' Naomi asked, as she carried out the glasses from the living room, into the kitchen. Her head was turned against mine, and I was following her, as she walked.
