Leo signaled to Fernanda to escort Becca outside the room and waited until they were far enough— or at least till he was sure that she wouldn't hear anything before authorizing Martino to speak.
" We found Fabio." Martino said as Leo stared at the door that Becca and his grandmother went through. It was now shut.
" In what condition?" Leo's grim voice lanced the air after a short silence, shattering it like glass.
" Bad. He fled town to tend to his wounds." Martino reported and a chuckle clawed at Leo's throat, threatening to rip free.
" Isn't it funny how life is. Even after betraying me—pushing me down so he would climb to the top— but now here he is at his lowest, suffering." Leo spun around on his wheelchair to face Martino. " What about Raphael? "
" We still haven't found him. Apparently, he is better at hiding than facing the matters he created, head-on."
Leo hissed. " He's a coward, just like his dead father and bastard of a brother."
