"Dangerously Unusual (Book 1)" ✔

Chapter 2 (Central Prison)

This made me wonder how Antonio looked. If he resembled any of these men, how would I be able to meet his gaze?

We arrived at an isolated section of the prison, where I noticed an iron door with a small peephole at the end of the corridor. My heart skipped a beat.

Reaching the door, I inquired, "Is this his cell?"

The guards simply nodded. How dangerous was he that they had to confine him to a dark, enclosed iron room?

One of the guards opened the peephole's lock and peered into the cell.

"We're opening the door, so behave yourself, Caruso," the guard nervously warned.

Stepping back as they began to unlock the door, I was accompanied by four guards. Three were armed, while the fourth held a bundle of heavy chains.

The door was unlocked and swung wide open. The three guards immediately aimed their guns inside.

Light from the hallway spilled into the dark cell, and I eagerly looked inside.

To my surprise, I saw a young man. I could deduce from the side of his face, as he sat quietly on the cold floor with his head bowed. He had jet-black hair, and I noticed a tattoo-like marking on the back of his neck. His eyes were closed, as if in deep thought or meditation. He was the youngest prisoner I had encountered so far.

'No. This can not be him. Can it?'

I tapped one of the guards on the shoulder, and he turned to me.

"Um, I mentioned Antonio Caruso. I want to interview Antonio Caruso," I specified.

"Yes, miss. This is Caruso."

'What?'

I froze, my eyes widening to the point of discomfort. I couldn't utter a word. Confusion overwhelmed me.

"Antonio, stand up and approach us slowly. No tricks," one of the guards warned, their guns pointed at him.

The young man in the cell rose slowly. I noticed chains on his feet and wrists. He turned and approached the door, stepping into the light, and that was when I saw his face. My jaw nearly dropped in disbelief.

He was incredibly handsome. Remarkably so, I would dare to say. He couldn't be older than fifty. Was this some kind of joke?

His skin had a beautiful sun-kissed glow, and his lips were quite attractive. His eyes were a captivating blend of light gray and sky blue. He appeared nothing like the rumors I had heard. He was astonishingly good-looking.

As soon as he was fully outside the cell, all guns were aimed at his head, as the fourth officer added additional chains to his limbs.

I stared with a mix of disbelief, wonder, and fear.

'This was entirely unexpected.'

Silently, he was guided down the corridor with utmost care. Not once did he raise his gaze, a fact that suited me just fine. I took out my notebook and diligently wrote down everything I had witnessed.

'I'm about to gain my honors, no doubt. This is going to be captivating.'

I followed behind them until we reached a dimly lit interrogation room, its walls made of iron. In the center stood a single table, with two chairs on either side. A single, bright lamp illuminated the table and room, directed towards the already seated and bound Antonio.

Curiosity got the better of me, and I asked why the guards had set up the room in such a manner. They explained that it was to obstruct his view and divert his attention away from my face, while simultaneously monitoring his every reaction and movement. Though it seemed illogical to me, I assumed it was part of their standard protocol.

"May I have a moment alone with him?" I dared to ask, causing the guards to look at me in disbelief.

"No," stated the leader.

"I need him to feel at ease enough to answer a few questions. Please. Besides, what harm could he possibly do? He's securely tied up."

After much reluctance on their part, I managed to persuade them to give me privacy with him, while they observed from outside.

Once we were alone, I cleared my throat and took a seat. The bright light from the lamp illuminated his face, yet surprisingly, it didn't seem to faze him. It didn't hinder his vision one bit as he stared straight at me.

"Good morning, Mr. Caruso."

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