MEDDIE’S POV
“Sto bene. Sei ferito mia regina?” Damiano spoke softly, kissing Vittoria’s head, then forehead, looking at her face and body for himself. Reassuring himself. (I am fine. Are you hurt my queen?)
“Sto bene amore mio. Non sono ferito. Cosa e successo? Come e venuto a conoscenza dell’ubicazione della struttura?” She spoke to him, holding his face in her hands, looking at him lovingly. (I am fine my love. I am not hurt. What happened? How did anyone come to know about the property’s location?)
She paused for a few seconds, looking at him all over, to see he hasn’t been hurt. “Deve essere un lavoro interno.” She opens her traitorous mouth again. (It has to be an inside job.)
‘I don’t like her. She definitely has something to do with Nikolai.’
‘Maybe she is the one who told him the location?’
‘Maybe. But I hope not.’
‘We should translate that audio recording. Maybe that can tell us who did it.’
‘Yes.’