Gone.
Behind me, I heard Violet’s voice falter.
“Vincenzo—!”
But I didn’t stop.
In the corridor, I moved fast.
My shoulder clipped someone as I turned a corner—hard enough that both of us staggered.
A doctor in green scrubs.
“Watch—!” he started.
I didn’t let him finish.
I grabbed him by the collar and slammed him into the wall.
Hard.
The impact echoed.
His head hit once.
His breath left him in a sharp, choked sound.
“Where the fuck is my wife?” I snarled, dragging him closer. “Elena Orsini.”
The doctor’s eyes went wide with fear.
“I—Boss—she was brought in minutes ago—VVIP Ward 1—across—”
That was all I needed.
I released him immediately.
Didn’t wait. Didn’t look back.
I crossed the hall in three strides and shoved the door open.
It slammed against the wall.
Empty.
The bed was made.
Sheets pristine.
No monitors. No staff.
No Elena.
For a heartbeat, nothing registered. Just emptiness. Then—rage exploded.
My vision tunneled as I stared at the empty bed like it had personally betrayed me.
“Where is she—?” I breathed.
