Page 93 of The Taste of Deceit

“Enzo just picked us up from the airport.”

Marco lets out a slow breath.

“Tell me.”

“We got Sal last night. Brought him back to the estate.”

My grip tightens around the phone.

“What happened?”

“Katie walked into the office.”

Silence.

“When she opened the door, the boss had a gun to Sal’s head.”

I close my eyes.

Dear fucking God.

“It’s bad, Luca,” Marco says. “Bad. Katie flipped the fuck out.”

“Shit.”

I drag a hand through my hair, trying to process everything he’s saying. That’s when I realize the SUV has gone completely silent.

I turn my head. Sarah is watching me. She’s been watching me the whole time.

“The boss wants you here. Now.”

“I’ll be there.”

The line goes dead. Sarah’s brow is furrowed before I even lower the phone. I lean my head back against the seat and close my eyes.

“Luca.”

Sarah’s voice is quiet.

How the fuck am I supposed to tell her?

I let out a slow breath.

“Sarah...”

She waits.

“Katie knows.”

I swallow.

“And it’s bad.”

“No,” she whispers.

“Baby Girl.”

“No,” she says again.