Chapter 57 Mattia De Luca

• Mattia de Luca
• Just as I was about to turn around and look for my wife, I feel her delicate hands sliding over my abdomen. I place one of my arms around her and turn to face her. I lock my eyes with hers and see she’s up to something.
• “We had half an hour in the car, and I managed to convince her to come with us to Sudan and then on to Kiev,” I start laughing at the mischievous look in her clear, bright eyes.