Lucrezia was careful as her legs hit the ground, not wanting to apply pressure on the parts that hurt the most.
She tread the corridor, half nervous and half curious as to what lay deep within. Somewhere at the back of her mind, she readied herself, knowing what to expect considering Maverick wasn't just a normal house owner who had his own wing.
He was a mafia king and there was no telling what lay deep inside those corridors of his. She knew she was defying him by even being outside his room right now but she couldn't help it.
Her curiosity wouldn't die if she didn't find out what happened to Gavin. If he was indeed alive, he was going to need some sort of medical attention as she was sure people like him had no business with Montoverra's hospitals.
She'd worked with these places to know that it was the last place any mafia or one related to them wanted to be found in.
