Antonio's POV
I watched the black Porsche driving away. My men have arrived.
"I'm sorry, Don. We couldn't find the shooter. We looked everywhere. However, we do have his face on camera." One of the men says.
"Don't worry about him right now. We will get him. Follow that black Porsche. Please don't lose it, but don't let them see you follow them. I want to know exactly where they are going." I say, my determination palpable. I'm sure my eyes couldn't play tricks on me twice in one day. That woman in the Porsche is Aria.
I tell my men to do it before I get into the limo again. I do not want a hysterical Amelia on my case again. I watch my men drive away in their SUV, following the black Porsche.
"So, is the woman in the car your precious Aria?" Amelia inquires as I settle into the car.
