Hector said Ferucci would not be that dumb to go to the same house where Isabella still lived. Of course he did exactly that and he now sat in an SUV alone, looking at the gates of the mansion.
He was actually calm, he was tapping the wheels as light jazz played in the car and was looking at the guards, and something caught his attention and got a little confused.
There were only two of them there. When he usually met Isabella, there were dozens of guards just like at James's house, but now only two stood at the gates which just made everything easier.
Because he already decided to go in, on his own, but of course, and he doesn't intend to die.
"What a nice day." He stepped out of the car, looking up at the sun that was going down. "Yeah, a nice day to kill." He closed the door and started whistling as he went toward the trunk and opened it.
