[ Alberto gave Bruno a grace period of just over twenty-four hours to respond to his texts and calls before low-key launching into a spiraling panic. So he, unknowingly and unfortunately, already knows the answer to his own question when he reaches out to Luisa for confirmation tonight. He’s been paranoid about this possibility for the past month, ever since the kidnapping, which now feels like a precursor to this moment. It’s getting near bedtime for a school night, but he’s not going to be able to rest with this terribly plausible gut feeling gnawing at him — a gut feeling he sorely wishes he didn’t trust right now. ]
Hey Luisa
Is Bruno OK?
He hasn’t called me back. He always answers. He’s never NOT answered. It’s been over a day. We talk every day.
Where’s Bruno?
[ At first he texts, each sent in its own message, barely a beat between each, but he doesn’t even give her more than a minute to receive it until he’s already calling her. Repeatedly, if need be. ]
signorvespa is calling you… signorvespa is calling you…
text -> audio; un: signorvespa
Hey Luisa
Is Bruno OK?
He hasn’t called me back. He always answers. He’s never NOT answered. It’s been over a day. We talk every day.
Where’s Bruno?
[ At first he texts, each sent in its own message, barely a beat between each, but he doesn’t even give her more than a minute to receive it until he’s already calling her. Repeatedly, if need be. ]
signorvespa is calling you…
signorvespa is calling you…