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He slowed a bit. “What did the Belgian police say?”
“Nothing. No clues, no leads.”
“There had to be something in their reports.”
“How do you know I’ve seen them?”
“If you accessed the CCTV footage, then you were paying either a hacker or someone on the police force. You would have made certain to get the reports, as well.”
He was right. I had paid off a police officer. “Bomb was a standard explosive device, five hundred grams of TNT. Placed under the car on the driver’s side. Detonated remotely.”
“Easier than wiring it to the ignition. Where were you?”
“Across the street. We were leaving a club and Paolo took my keys because I had too many drinks. He was going to come around and pick me up.”
“So they knew it was Paolo behind the wheel?”
“My guess is they saw us come out of the club, left, then detonated it a few minutes later.”
“How do you know your ragazzo wasn’t the target?”
“It was my car,” I said. “And Paolo wasn’t supposed to join me that night. He surprised me when he got off early from his shift. The bomb was put in place almost as soon as I went inside.”
“Who planted it?”
“Two men, average build. They wore hats and dark jackets.”
Alessio thought about this for a few moments. “A professional would have cut the CCTV before wiring a car like that. Any of your father’s business dealings go south about that time? Low-level associates, I mean.”
“I told you, this isn’t—”
“About your father,” he finished. “Yes, I know. Humor me.”
I thought about Enzo D’Agostino, but he was hardly low-level. And a car bomb was definitely not his style. He’d hired an assassin to take my father out in broad daylight. “Not that I know of.”
“Hmm.”
“What does that mean?” I steadied myself on a rock when my feet slid.
“That you’re not thinking hard enough when it comes to your father’s enemies.”
“I already told you,” I snapped. “There’s no one.”
“Cazzata. If you weren’t about to die, I would tell you to dig into the Ravazzani empire. It should be easy for you, considering.”
“Considering, what? I’m no longer in it.”
“You are il bel principe. You’ll never be anything else.”
Alessio didn’t understand. I wasn’t that man any longer. And I didn’t have access to such information. “You make it sound so easy.”
He disappeared around a bend, but I heard him say, “That’s because you’re making it hard.”
I blew out a frustrated breath as I took the corner after him. “What would you do?”
“You mean what would I do if someone was trying to kill me?”
“Yes.”
