"He hasn't been picking his calls," Ewan answered somberly, his voice heavy, weighted down by emotions he couldn't sort through—sadness, guilt, frustration, anger—all colliding at once.
"Sandro and I returned to the house, and he wasn't there. He hasn't been in the company either. Not at the Whitmans' mansion. I have no idea where he is, my love."
"Don't my love me!" Athena snapped, far from appeased, her voice sharp with pain. "Didn't you know of his relationship with Gianna? Didn't Sandro?"
Ewan shook his head immediately, the movement firm, almost defensive.
"I knew there was a woman who had caught his eye," he said quietly. "He talked about her a lot… you know he wasn't in the country then, so he mentioned bringing her down when they got married… show her to us…"
