If Luca killed someone, the body would not turn up behind his fiancée's pizza shop. There would be no shallow grave. No one would stumble into evidence.
No. This wasn't his handiwork. But Voss's job was not to admire criminal craftsmanship. His job was to investigate. And right now, everything pointed to the Scalese sisters.
Cassidy was Veronica's ex. Ricardo was Valentina's ex. Both men had disappeared under suspicious circumstances on the same day.
And now both their bodies had been found together in a shallow grave behind the pizza parlour.
Luca might not know it yet, but this was a mess. A real fucking mess. Voss had seen the scene with his own eyes. By the time the workers called the police and he got to Scalese Pizza, the street was already swollen with people. Neighbours, passers-by, curious idiots with phones out. Reporters would not be far behind.
