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“What happened, Katerina?”

“Dad wants me to ‘handle’ the De Lucas,” she finally answers. “Whatever that means.”

I pause, “He wants you take care of his mess? You weren’t the one that started this.”

“Sure. But according to him, the Dons now are young. And the people he started the war with in the first place aren’t exactly involved. Salvador Legan is out of commission. Ricardo De Luca’s dead. We’ll be dealing with their kids.”

“That’s ridiculous,” I mutter.

“Yeah, I know. I think he just wants to test me. He’ll still be involved of course. He just wants to see if I have any ideas.”

“And do you?”

“Yeah actually. I was thinking negotiation.”

She blows out a breath, staring at the strand of her hair hanging in the middle of her face. I watch amused as she blows again, trying to get rid of it. Finally, she groans, pushing it away forcefully with her hand.

“Negotiation in what sense?” I ask when she’s done.

“In the sense that there must be something they want from us. I’m trying to avoid a flat-out war. Maybe we offer them something. Trade routes, territory, money? Roman De Luca seems like a sensible man. Plus, he’s a father. I’m sure he cares about keeping his family safe first and foremost.”

“You’re probably right,” I say unsurely.

Katerina stares at me for a few seconds.

“How’s it going with Legan?”

It’s been a few days since she asked me to engage in espionage. I’ve met up with Tony nearly every single day since then.

“Good,” I reply.

“I was thinking. Could you try to feel him out on what their plans are? I know you said he’s not telling you the truth about being in the mafia but there has to be something you can do.”

She looks so worried, I can’t say anything other than I’ll try. Which is all I can do.

“Thanks sis. Now let’s continue the movie. It’s one of my favorites.”

All I can think is,awn, she has something in common with a guy that wants her dead.

Albert’s driving me to work the next day when he speaks up on my nightly visits to the hotel.

“Are you perhaps seeing someone, miss?” he questions, which would be invasive if it was any other employee of ours but I know he’s only asking because he’s worried.

I’ve asked him to drop me off there on two occasions simply because I didn’t want to drive.

“No, I’m not,” I reply. “There’s just this person.”

“A person? Fascinating.”

I laugh. “It’s really nothing. I’ve just been spending some time with this guy. He’s like the biggest idiot. But he’s funny and I don’t hate being in his presence.”

Albert lifts a brow in surprise. “Sounds like you like him.”

I sigh softly. “Maybe a little.”

“Then this person has no idea how lucky he is because he’s already better than 97 percent of the world’s population.”

“That’s true,” I admit with a smile.

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