Chapter 23 Desperate Plea

• EVANGELINA
• I placed a hand on my chest, trying hard to control my breathing as the elevator moved up. The image of Erico coming after me was still intense in my mind, and I barely knew what I could do to get out of this mess. I could only hope that Aemelio would realize that he was a danger to me and help me out. If he had saved me earlier, he could do it again.
• The door slid open, and the first thing I saw was three men in white clothes, standing guard in front of Aemelio’s room. "Don’t be scared," I whispered to myself, even though I was shaking.