Chapter 84. 

 Ignazio’s grip on the wheel tightened, his knuckles turning pale. His jaws clenched—mind racing rapidly as he pushed the accelerator harder, speeding through the semi-empty road.   If anything happened to Isabella then he would never forgive himself. As much as Ignazio tried to convince himself that Dylan was a coward and nothing could happen to Isabella under Amma’s watch, something in him had not been able to trust Amma completely. At the moment, everybody was a suspect to him. Ignazio pushed the worry behind his mind, venting all his energy and concentration into driving fast.   As he sped through the lonely road, silence filled the air and the words of Dylan spilled into his head, stripping him of the little peaceful moment he had barely gotten.   “Your father dared me when he barged into our house and pulled the fucking trigger.”  His grip against the wheel tightened and he shut his eyes for a brief seconds, trying to push the thoughts away, but the more he tried, the harder