Luca
I knew what was going to happen even before I stepped through the door and into the smoke-filled office.
I knew because I knew my father.
I knew because in his situation I would do so much worse.
“Want to explain to me what the hell happened Luca?” His eyes, darker than my own narrowed as he leant back in his chair, making it groan.
He already knew what had happened, I had explained it all on the phone within an hour of realizing Alice had done a midnight flit back to the UK. I had expected him to give me his blessing and send me on my merry way over the ocean to get her.
I hadn’t expected him to call me home.
To scream at me to come home. Which meant a beat down was coming my way. I was just surprised it hadn’t happened yet. I didn’t think he would make it to severe, one I
