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“The others?” she prompts.
I frown. “Dino and…”
“Sal. The hot one,” she clarifies.
“Gia. He is three years younger than you.”
She arches an eyebrow. “Hotness doesn’t have an age.”
Ugh. She sounds soAmerican.“He is the son of the man who killed our parents.”
“Yeah, yeah. He’s still hot. Anyway. Either one of them have a surprise baby?”
I sigh. “We should look into it. That type of leverage could be useful.”
“More useful than being married to their precious baby angel younger sister?”
Her tone is sharp. I know she doesn’t approve of this plan.
It is, however, the best option.
“We will have a backup. If the child proves useful, we will make use of it. If Caterina is the most useful, we will make use of her. Find out who is the father, and we will go from there.”
Gia gathers the pictures and taps them sharply, collecting them back into one pile. “You know,” she says with a pause. “You don’t have to do this.”
I close my eyes. “Not this again, Gia.”
“Listen. We can send Enzo. He can work his way up in the organization…”
“Enzo, who is nearly identical to Father at that age?”
Gia shakes her head. “They don’t know. It’s not like there’s a picture of him lying around the De Luca estate or anything.”
“Marco will know. He spent plenty of time with Father and I.”
“I know, but if we can just find the contract…”
I slam my fist down on my desk. “Enough, Gia!”
The hurt in her eyes cuts me, but I hold her gaze. Gia and I are fraternal twins, but our looks are so similar that when we were both tiny and sported terrible bowl cuts, people would mistake us for each other.
She is my sister. My best friend. My closest confidante.
And even to her, I am a monster.
Sacrifice.“We are not looking for the contract, Gia. There’s no point. The only way for us to get Marco and the De Lucas to admit that they killed our parents is to use their greatest weakness against them.
“Caterina is young. She’s naïve. She’s been sheltered by three older brothers who would do anything for her, and she’s the person who will hurt them the most when we take her.”
Gia’s expression morphs into something hard. Her lips draw tight, and the corners of her eyes look pinched.
“I understand, boss.”
With that, she leaves.
I sit back in my chair. My head is pounding now, and I lean forward to pinch the bridge of my nose between my fingers. The orange blossom-scented air reaches out to me again, and I inhale deeply, letting it soothe me as I try to think around the pulsing in my mind.
Everything that I said about Caterina is true.
