The air in Naples was cold, which was a little odd considering it was the middle of July. Maybe it was just Luca's imagination. It was also nighttime too; weather usually drops pretty low at night. He tried telling himself this as he walked on his way back to his simple apartment, but an irksome thought he couldn't avoid was telling him something else.
Someone's watching me. Was his first thought as he took a left turn. He dismissed the thought, though, since he was used to that. Being the son of wealthy parents had occasional downsides and being held under a microscope by the media was almost something like getting a cup of coffee for Luca. Also not to mention that thing. Maybe it was that thing again; pulling him back to see what was happening next.
Crunch!
He turned his head, looking behind to see anything. Sure enough, someone had been watching them; he caught sight of a black mass moving behind a corner. Irritated, Luca sputtered out a swear word at them before yelling back, "Don't any of you have the decency to go back to your house? It's too late at night!"
He turned and walked. Then he sped up when he felt the eyes on him again. He continued to cut corners until he finally found himself at the entrance of his apartment complex. Relief flooded through him. Then a sharp pain in his neck. Before he had the chance to see the needle injected into his neck, he felt himself fall to the ground, his vision going sideways. From there, he could see red heels clicking against the pavement and a soft lilt of a voice.
"Make sure he makes it out of here alive. I'd rather not want to deal with another mess you two caused."