Page 23 of Run to Me

I’ve just got to my brother Marco’s. I found my eldest brother, Luca, losing hisshit outside of my apartment because his wife won’t speak to him so now we’re over here having a pity party and trying to stop him from crying. Text me if you need anything.

I’m assuming Luca is Izzy’s husband, but I don’t know enough about their relationship to comment. I swipe off the text thread and pad over to the couch to do exactly what he told me to do.

I do what I do every time reality gets too much for me and I need an escape.

I do what I’ve been doing for as long as I can remember when life just becomes too much to handle.

I read.

Chapter Ten

Enzo

I’ve spent the last four days digging up everything I can on Robyn’s brother and doing everything I can to figure out who he owes money to.

Because once I find that little tidbit of information out, I can find the man who thought he could put his hands on my girl and live.

So far, I’ve come up with nothing.

Fuckingnothing.

Jeremy Stone is a ghost and I feel fucking useless as the days pass, getting closer and closer to the deadline Robyn was given.

That deadline ends in two days.

Two motherfucking days until he comes back for her.

Though if it comes to it, I’ll be there, ready and waiting to end the sorry fucker’s life before he can get to her.

I’d just rather finish the whole thing before it comes to that. I don’t want Robyn to keep worrying about this shit.

I’ve even had Alec look into him for me since I know he’s the best in the business at digging up information after Izzy, but even he can’t find anything.

I haven’t wanted to involve Izzy while things are so strained with her and Luca, she’s teetering on the edge of insanity herself right now.

She’s buried herself in work the last few days and honestly, that woman kinda scares me a little.

I don’t want to add more baggage onto her when she has enough to worry about.

I didn’t want to involve my family with this, I didn’t want my family anywhere near anything at all to do with Robyn. But at this point, I’m out of options.

Which is why I’ve asked Marco to meet me at our fathers for a family meeting. Usually, I’d ask Luca to help too, but considering everything he’s going through at the moment, I don’t think he’d be much use even if I did ask.

I stroll through my dad’s living room towards his office, resigned to the fact that mine and Robyn’s worlds are about to collide and there’s nothing I can do to prevent it. This is the only way.

Reaching the office, I knock twice before opening the door and letting myself inside.

Dad and Marco are sitting on the sofa with a glass of whiskey each, both looking miserable.

It’s kinda freaky how much Marco looks like our dad. Sure, we all share certain features like we all have dark hair and we’re basically all built the same. But Marco could pass as a carbon copy of our father’s younger self. Especially with their matching green eyes.

Me and Luca inherited our brown eyes from our mom, but I’m the only one of us who never actually got to look into her eyes.

“What’s going on?” I ask when they both give me resigned nods.

“Izzy’s divorcing Luca,” Dad announces, and I resist rolling my eyes.

I knew they’d had someone following her whenever she left the apartment as a safety precaution, and they must have followed her to the lawyer’s office.