Cesare crossed the campus slowly, excited by the rare deviation from his routine. His heart raced with anticipation.
As he glanced at the passenger seat, he realized his phone had been ringing incessantly until it shut itself off.
Given the situation, it was likely that his manager and Rizzo were now in a state of panic, desperately trying to locate him.
Among those most concerned, Zahir was undoubtedly the most anxious, eager to locate Cesare Caruso as quickly as possible.
‘He’s probably awake by now?’
Cesare couldn’t help but feel a twinge of regret for not being there to see the expression on his face the moment he woke up to an empty bed.
Cesare’s Maserati glided smoothly to a stop in front of an aged building.
He diligently scanned the surroundings through the side mirror for a few minutes before finally stepping out.
It was vacation period, and being a weekend morning, the university streets were quiet.
Only a few students could be seen wandering far apart.
