Almost another week had gone and it was almost Vallea’s birthday Luca was pacing up and down angrily with vengeance written all over his face. It was his baby's sixteenth birthday in a few days and he’d planned everything for it all to come crashing down around him. ‘We’ll find her dad.’ Marco said even though he was not his biological father he always felt closer to him.
‘I know son. How’s it going in Venice?’
‘She’s not here dad.’
‘Oh.’
We talked to a lot of people and showed them her photo. We believe she was here around four months ago with around ten men in an abandoned warehouse. But we have reason to believe they had moved her and moved on.’
‘Are you sure?’
‘Yes we got the name of the warehouse we checked it thoroughly there was no one there and no sign she’d been there they must’ve taken the tracker out and disconnected it and kept hold of it. ‘
‘And the misconception chip?’