Antonio POV:

One minute I was calling out for the guy to jump, and the first miss caused the elevator to slip, I tugged on the rope Adriano gave me and he tugged back, so I went further down in the hole to try and reach him. I could feel the elevator starting to slip.

"Jump again, quickly it's about to give away!" I hollered out, he looked up at me with tears in his eyes and says his last words.

"Take care of Naomie please." he knew it was going. I heard Naomie scream his name as the ground dropped out from under me and I was yanked back by my brother to the safety of the floor. My heart broke as I heard the fear and pure heartbreak in Naomie's voice as she calls out for Charlie and passes out on the floor.

My dad scoops her up instantly, I take the rope off my waist and take her from his arms as he nods at me and leads the way to the stair well. The deafening sound of the elevator hitting ground floor shakes the whole building as a blast of air comes up the elevator shaft.

With dad's quick pace we make it to the main floor in no time, and we walk out the back doors and straight into the waiting limo before we take off. With Naomie in my arms I pick up my phone and call Marshal. The phone barely rings twice before he answers.

"Hello?" he asks confused, I didn't block my call but that was the least of my worries.

"Someone sabotaged the elevator at the hotel you suggested. You have a mole or you tried to set us up. Which is it?" I was livid, but I felt so calm. That is the Ricco trait, you knew not to fuck with us when we go quiet calm mad.

"Why would I set you up? Charlie is my best friend and I really like Naomie to. She is perfect for my friend. What happened?" he sounded to panicked to be the one behind it, I felt in my gut that he didn't set us up.

I look down at Naomie sleeping in my arms before I told him the truth. "Naomie had a bad feeling, I told her to always trust her gut, so we left. The elevator cable was cut, we managed to get out thanks to Charlie knowing what to do. But he made sure he was the last one in the cage and it let go before he could get out." I couldn't not tell him, that was his best friend. The line went silent for a few minutes, I gave him time to process.

"Naomie." he whispered. I looked down at her features admiring her cute pixie nose.

"She passed out when the elevator dropped. We need to meet and discuss finishing this, today." I growled out, feeling the need for revenge.

"I agree, meet me at my summer home on Admiral Ave, house number 3846." I hung up the call and relayed the address to the driver. I turn to my dad and brother. "Get Vincent and everyone else to Marshal's summer home. This ends tonight." the drive took about half hour, thankfully Naomie stayed sleeping.

We pulled up and Marshal greeted us with two others that I didn't know. I was still cautious as this is a newly developed friendship.

"This is my mother and father, they have been helping me get people together to take over my Uncle's business." after introductions we went into Marshal's office and put a plan together. My dark side itching to kill anything that gets in my way, for Naomie and for Charlie.

Naomie POV:

I feel like I am falling, which causes me to sit up in bed and take a deep breath. My heart beating a mile a minute as I gain my bearings. My dream was that Charlie and I were in an elevator that started to fall and he pushed me into Antonio's arms and fell with the elevator with a smile on his face.

Tears streak down my cheeks as reality crashes and I remember why I passed out. Charlie was gone. I threw myself back into the bed and cry harder, a soft knock on the door has me taking a couple deep breaths to try and calm down but the tears don't quit.

A woman in her fifties comes in, she looks at me and jumps, "My lord jesus christ!" she calls out, placing a hand over her heart. "You gave me a heart attack almost child!" she cried out as she takes a deep breath.

The tears don't stop rolling down my cheeks, my heart is broken and it hurts so bad. "He's really gone. I can't," I choked on air as my breath was stolen from my lungs. She rushed forward and sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me into her arms.

"I know sweetie, let it out. Let all the pain and hurt out." with her words it felt like the flood gates open and I wailed loud calling out Charlie's name. Crying how he left me, I hate him because he left me alone. Screaming for him to come back to me because I don't know what to do now. I cried how I fell in love with him and how he promised me forever.

By the time the tears dried up I felt even more exhausted then before. I was emotionally spent and running on fumes. This lady was still rubbing my back and speaking softly while rocking me back and forth. When I had somewhat gathered myself I pulled away from her embrace, and she let me go.

"There you go my dear, now the healing can begin." she handed me a kleenex and I blew my nose and dried my face with the others. "My name is Macie, I am Marshals mother." she explained. I just nodded my head, I didn't trust my voice right now. I have a major headache, dry throat and just want to stay in bed.

"Come dear, go wash your face and get ready. There is food being prepared, you slept the day away and it is supper time. Once you eat a good meal and hydrate yourself I will show you around." she helped me up, well more like drug me to my feet and strongly ushered me into a bathroom and closed the door for me. I washed my face with cold water to try and wake myself up, relieved myself and straightened my clothes and hair the best I could before going back out to Macie who was patiently waiting by the door for me.

We left the room side by side as she lead me down a hallway to a landing area and an elegant flight of stairs. We went down and at the bottom was a porch area and the front door, to right was couches, a fireplace and a large TV mounted on the wall. We turned to the left and went into a very large kitchen and dining room set up, all open concept as well. Seated at the table were a few helpers and a man in a fancy suit.

"Good morning Mrs. Black, would you like breakfast and coffee?" one of the helpers stood and greeted Macie.

"Please, two plates of breakfast and coffee please Janine." the helper bowed slightly in acknowledgement before going over to the counter covered in food and dishing up two plates with a little bit of everything. I am sat down in an empty seat, a glass of coffee and a plate with bacon, sausage, eggs, toast and fruit is placed down in front of me. Macie passes the cream and sugar towards me with a spoon. My mind is blank and I am running on auto pilot at this time, so I mix my coffee and start eating a piece of fruit.

It felt like I was underwater, I couldn't hear things clearly, it was hard to breath, my hands were shaking. But I still at the food, but at this time my body was acting on memory. No one was home and I felt like nothing would ever be ok again.

"Naomie dear, please come back to us." Macie's voice breaks through the fog I was in as my vision cleared and I am met with her worried brown eyes in front of my face. "Oh thankful halleluiah." she smiled as she backed away from my face, I looked around and noticed that it was just me her and the man.

"Hello dovie. My name is George, I am Macie's husband. Would you like something cold to drink? You look a little flushed." concern was written on his face, I just nodded. I did feel really warm all of a sudden. A cold glass of water appeared and I drank it down greedily and sat with my eyes closed until I felt better.

"Thank you." I whispered out, feeling better physically.

"Now my dear, once you eat I will show you to your room and let you rest. I realize maybe a walk around isn't the best for you right now. You need time to deal and I understand that, if you do need anything at all please do not hesitate to ask." Macie smiles kindly as she takes a drink of her coffee. I give her a small smile in return before going back to eating my meal, only this time I listen to Macie and George making small talk for my sanity.

Once I was done George stood and started clearing everyone's plate from the table, once done he gave Macie a kiss on the cheek. He held out his hand to me to shake.

"It was a pleasure to meet you Naomie, Marshal has told us so much about you. Charlie became like a son to us over the years." he gave me a sad smile before using my hand and pull me into a hug. "Take your time and mourn my dear, but remember Charlie wants you to smile when you think of him." with a quick squeeze he lets me go and says good bye to Macie again before leaving out the front door.

I have a small smile on my face because he is right, Charlie would want me to have my cry and then remember all the good times with him. At that moment I felt lighter, and it felt amazing, so with that Macie leads me up to a new bedroom. She opens the door and walks in, I follow behind and I instantly fall in love with the bedroom.

It has a king size bed in the middle of the room, violet purple blankets and various shades of purple and black mixed pillows cover the head of the bed, against the bedframe made of a beautiful dark wood, carved with flowers and vines.

The desk in the corner matches the bedframe, made of the same dark wood and the legs are carved with flowers and vines. The curtains are covered in white and red roses, even the curtains over the double sliding doors that lead out on to a balcony. There is a walk in closet full of clothes, shoes and accessories, the other door leads into a bathroom with a bath tub, hand shower, toilet and sink.

"Thank you so much, I love the room." I smile at Macie as she stands beside me and pulls me into another hug.

"You are welcome my dear, please let me know if you need anything. I will be in the living room watching my soaps if you need me." with a final pat she left me alone. Wrapping my arms around me I decide to go sit on the balcony and see the view.

I open the doors and step out, a cool breeze licks at my skin causing me to shiver and goosebumps appear. I turn around, grab a throw blanket from the bed and wrap up like a fuzzy burrito before going back outside. The sky darkening, its dusk time. The last rays of the sun still slightly lighting up the black of the night. Stars starting to twinkle, causing the night to feel peaceful, the feeling of serenity falls over me like a blanket and I know instantly that Charlie is safe and that I will be okay.

I silently cry as I sit there alone, in the silence for a good hour and half before the tears dry up and I am feeling better. I still hurt but I have come to peace with the knowledge that Charlie is gone.