Rome, Italy.
Alliana's pov:
"What are we going to do now?" I questioned, frustration lacing my words as I crossed my arms tightly against my chest. "We'll try again," Carlos replied determinedly, striding forward to knock on the door once more. "Go away!" came the muffled voice from inside. "We just want to talk!" Kai called out, his tone pleading.
"You guys didn't help me before when I needed help! Now you guys want to help me!? It's too late! Nobody fucking believes me!" Melinda's voice rang out, laced with anger and desperation. My heart ached for her as her words echoed in the hallway, each syllable a painful reminder of the trauma she had endured alone.
"Melinda, you don't know me, but Kai and Carlos have told me all about you," I said. "Yes, they may be connected to the underworld, but I'm a well-known lawyer from Ontario. My name is Alliana Mercedes," I said.
