“I want to go shopping.”
Liam’s shoulders slumped. Because if she asked, he wouldn’t deny her. But he clearly wanted to go explore alone.
“I’ll take you,” I told her.
“Can we go to the bookstore too? I need the next one in this series.” She waved the giant book she was only halfway through in the air.
“Sure.”
“And get donuts?”
Liam shot me a smirk.
I returned it.
And it was right then that I was sure it was all going to be okay.
Of course, that was before I met Alara.
CHAPTER FOUR
Alara
The guy’s brows shot up, surprised either by my question or my tone.
“Christopher,” he said.
“Well, Chrissy, see, unfortunately for you, I’m not an idiot.”
That got his brows pinching.
I was having all sorts of impacts on those brows.
They were good ones too. Kind of stern and broody-looking.
“Excuse me?”
“See, here’s the thing. My sister is Ezmeray, Chrissy. Do you mind if I call you Chrissy? Good,” I said before he could respond. “And because of that, I know that you’re not the bagman.”
“Ezmeray,” he repeated.
“You don’t know Ezmeray?” I asked, letting out a chirp of a laugh. “Dude. If you’re going to impersonate the mob, maybe do some research on them first, y’know? This is just… lazy.”
“I’m not impersonating anyone.”
“And yet you don’t know the wife of the Costa Family’s most ruthless enforcer?”
“Brio? You’re Brio’s sister-in-law?”
Alright.
That was probably a lucky guess.
Who didn’t know who Brio was?
I mean, he’d once answered the door when I showed up with blood literally squishing inside his shoes. The guy was a psycho. In a lovable way. If that made any sense. He loved my sister. And their family. And animals. He just really liked hurting bad people. As someone with a vengeful side, I related.
“Yep. Which is why I also know that Brio is cousins with Lorenzo, whose right-hand man is Emilio, whose sister is Isabella, whose husband is Primo, whose—”
