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He gave me a shy smile and nodded.
Back inside, Ashley and Malcolm had joined Frankie and Marco in the kitchen. They stood on either side of the island, politely smiling but not speaking.
“Can I get you a glass of wine?”
“Yes please.” Ashley smiled.
As I poured, she inspected my dinner offering. “This looks amazing. You’ve really perfected your mom’s pot roast.”
“It was all Luca. The man has a way with seasoning and herbs.” I handed everyone a glass and then plated the food, just how Luca had shown me. “Why don’t you all go have a seat? I’ll be right there.”
The men left the room, but Ashley hung back. “I’ll help you carry the plates in.”
“Bless you.” I pointed the big fork I used to carve up the pot roast. “I like this dress.”
“Thank you. And did you see how Malcolm matched?”
Sure enough, Malcolm matched Ashley’s vibrant yellow dress with a softer yellow button-down shirt that popped next to his dark brown skin. “Did you pick it out?”
She shook her head, a grin lighting her face. “Nope. It was an accident.”
“Ah. You’ve officially hit the accidental twinning level of your relationship. Congratulations.”
“The dream.” Ashley fluttered her eyelashes, her hand on her chest, before picking up a couple of plates. “Let me carry those.” She picked up two, and I balanced the remaining three like the Moretti’s waiters do on a busy night.
I ran a plate out to Tommy, and by the time I was back, the guys had served the salads. Once everyone settled in with their meals, we ate, politely chatting until I cut and served the cake.
“So, Malcolm, I, uh, have a question.”
He covered his mouth while he chewed, nodding for me to continue.
“We need you to find someone. Two someones.” I glanced at Frankie and Marco, who were busy enjoying Loretta’s perfect dessert.
Malcolm swallowed and took a sip of his coffee. “Who?”
“Zoe Chronis and Torquato Adamo.” I cut a small bite with my fork and quickly shoved it into my mouth. The decadent chocolate hit my tongue, but it couldn’t distract me from the look of shock on his face.
“They’re alive?”
I took a sip of my coffee. “Yes.”
“But Luca is locked up for killing them?”
“Yes.”
Malcolm took the napkin off his lap and balled it up on the table. “But they’re actually just missing?”
I looked at Marco and Frankie for help, but the assholes were already working on a second piece of cake. “Luca’s lawyer is proving to be a dud, so we need to bring those two home breathing so Luca can walk. They’re on the run from both our families, and we’re having some internal issues.” I tapped my nails against my coffee cup and sighed. “We need to hire someone we can trust, and that’s you.”
He lifted a thick black eyebrow and glanced at Marco. “So there’s no bad blood from my brother-in-law following Sasha?”
He shrugged and tilted his head as he considered Malcolm. “You told Sasha as soon as you found out. As far as I’m concerned, that’s the kind of man I can trust.”
“You jumped him,” Malcolm said with no heat in his voice. He seemed more confused than upset.
Marco stone faced him, neither confirming nor denying the Morettis gave the beating. A minute passed, and zero blinking occurred. Their eyeballs must have been so dry. I considered getting a spray bottle and misting them.
Frankie broke up the stare-down when he asked, “Is it cool I have a third piece?”
