Tangled Obsession

Chapter 8: 8) In search!

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"Oh my god... Where is the necklace..."

She said in panic and started looking for it.

Florina checked her bed, her bathroom and her whole apartment but she didn't find it. She was on the verge of crying now. She has risked her life for that, she can't loose it now.

"Where is it?..."

She ran her fingers through her hair.

Suddenly she remembered last night, sebestian and Vincenzo.

She checked her phone and went through her selfies of last night and she saw that necklace. It was there last night.

"Oh my god did I drop it there..."

Her mouth hung open.

Florina grabbed her purse and ran out of her room booking a cab to the club. She reached to the club and demanded to meet the manager.

"Please sir... That necklace is very important to me. My life depends on that."

She pleaded the manager.

"I have already told you miss... We didn't found anything like that. But if you want we can check the cctv footage..."

He suggested.

"Yes please..."

She said with a little hope.

They checked the footage of last night. When she was standing outside the washroom the necklace was around her neck. The manager didn't agree to show her the footage of the room where she met sebestian and she understood why. Showing mafia's personal meetings footage to outsider would probably cost him his life.

footage of the parking lot and she was quite surprised when she couldn't see Vincenzo anywhere. All the footage was already erased where she bumped into him. Finally the manager paused the video where her neck

she saw her neck

is it miss... We would have find it if you had dropped it somewhere here but we can't do anything

The manager apologized.

you for

hard to not cry in front of

Have a good

and

picked it up... Or else it's Vincenzo, the way I bumped into him was quite nasty, I could have dropped it there and he picked it up... God! What am I supposed to do now... I am 80% sure it's Vincenzo, he

She asked him if he know where Vincenzo lives and to take her his place. His

and

do you know his

She asked curiously.

this car for last 25 years. I know

she nodded

to walk from

big metal gates which had VR carved on it with big golden initials. The area in which his mansion was

quickly hid behind a tree when she saw an armed men patrolling in front

they let me

sneak in or ask the guards to let her in when someone

"Guarda cosa abbiamo qui..."

we

looking at

and was about to run but that man banged her head against the tree trunk

**

to a chair in

with the nap,

voice of the same man

For whom you are

in his thick Italian

She whispered in pain.

not... I

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