Finally Found

GIOVANNI’S POV The coordinates Arya had given me were burned into my mind. It was a remote and isolated location in the mountains in South America… exactly where Marco would take someone he wanted to keep hidden. I sat in the private plane, my leg bouncing with nervous energy, unable to sit still. My mind kept replaying her voice on that phone call. After nearly losing her. I was now less than an hour away from having her back. "You need to calm down," Enzo said from across the cabin. "You're going to give yourself a heart attack before we even land." "I can't." My hands clenched and unclenched reflexively. "What if she's hurt? What if Marco already found her?" "You told her to stay somewhere safe," Enzo reminded me. "I’m sure she took that advice.” The thought of Arya hiding somewhere in fear of not getting to be caught made my chest ache. Was she even fine? How did she manage to escape Marco? Behind us, ten of our best men with their weapons ready. We had kept the team small delib