Page 112 of Worth of Waste

“What?”

“I just … heard some shit, thought it was odd.”

“You’re cozying up to the Trentinis, too?”

Tommas scowled, glancing to the side. “No, more like a girl that keeps me informed.”

Dino didn’t need more of an explanation. “Abriella, you mean. Terrance’s granddaughter. You’re still messing with her? That’s going to get you killed someday.”

“Clearly, I am not good at hiding that.”

“Pardon?”

“Too many people seem to know.”

“As long as they keep it secret, I suppose you’re good,” Dino noted.

Tommas shrugged like it didn’t make a difference. “She heard something at a dinner—the Artinos were there with Joel. You know he’s trying to head the family, now that Terrance is dead and all.”

Dino didn’t blink at the mention of the boss’s death.

Terrance had been killed the night of Lily’s wedding.

Damian had done his damn job, after all.

“What about the dinner?” Dino asked.

“Abriella said Artino was going to make a move on the DeLucas.”

“I suspected that.”

“He mentioned Sunday,” Tommas added.

Today.

Dino had to tell Theo, and he would, soon.

At that moment, his sister had caught his attention, coming into the church with her new husband. Late. Dino thanked Tommas, but went after Lily and Damian.

He’d deal with the Artino thing later.

Dino hit the unlock button on his key fob as he glanced back at the church where his sister and her new husband were standing close together and laughing.

The sight gave him a bit of relief that he hadn’t been expecting to feel.

He’d worried a lot about Lily, worried that she wouldn’t allow herself to be happy in her marriage made by men, but she had found it, nonetheless.

He didn’t have to worry about her now.

Damian would care for her.

Theo was another one—Dino had done everything he could to set his brother up right in the Outfit, so Theo could make his own path, make his own name.

He’d been much better at it than Dino had ever been.

He’d wanted much more.

Dino almost felt … settled.