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“I’m trying.”
Dario hunched down over the counter so he didn’t have to shout into the phone. “Are you alright? You weren’t hurt in the attack?”
“No, I’m fine.”
“More importantly,” Niccolo joked, “is the Widow alright?”
“Thanks,” he replied sarcastically. “And yes, she’s fine.”
“Did you happen to save her bony ass in a grand display of heroics?”
“I’d say that’s a fair assessment.”
Massimo’s answers were vague and cagey – which meant he was probably sitting right next to the Widow’s men.
“Then I hope she’s suitably grateful,” Niccolo continued.
“That part’s going well.”
“Excellent,” Dario said.
“Any word on the attackers?”
“My source has identified two of them,” I said. “He’s still checking on the others.”
“And?”
“They’re Wagner Group.”
“…shit.”
Massimo apparently knew what that meant.
“Yeah,” I agreed.
“You think it was a coincidence they attacked her when I was there?”
Niccolo laughed bitterly. “I think you mean, ‘How the fuck did they know I was in Venice?’ It was either a bug in the house or moles. We’re looking into it.”
We weren’t – not yet – but I knew that would be the next thing on my to-do list.
“Okay… so what do we do?”
“Deliver the Widow’s granddaughter to her safely, then get back home,” Dario said. “We’re figuring out the rest right now.”
“Alright.”
“Watch your back,” I said. “If they went after the Widow, they might not be finished.”
Massimo sounded dejected as he replied, “That’s what I was thinking.”
“Keep safe,” Dario ordered, “and let us know when you’re on the way back.”
“What’s going on?” a familiar voice asked a second after we ended the call.
We turned to see Adriano and Bianca walking into the kitchen.
They had just gotten married the day before on the mansion’s grounds. It had been a small wedding because virtually no representatives from the other Italian mafia families had attended.
