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“Then you can forget about the fucking guns,” he yells after me. “I’m not loading anything without seeing my money.”
“It was a pleasure doing business with you, Bogdan,” I say as I get into my car and dial Damian. “How’s Isabella?”
“Better. I had an extremely interesting conversation with her earlier today.”
“About?” I turn on the ignition, ignoring Bogdan who’s banging on my window.
“It looks like your little wife may prove to be one useful asset.”
“In what way?”
“She took it upon herself to organize your big party. It’s going to be quite an event since she plans on spending seventy-five grand on it.”
“I’m not hosting a party, Damian.”
“Isa says you will.” He laughs. “And she also made me spend three hundred and twenty grand.”
“Are you fucking insane? On what? Wait a second.” I roll down the window Bogdan has been banging on for over a minute and fix him with my stare. “Yes?”
“Only the next three shipments, Luca.” He points his finger at me. “After that, we’re going back to a 20 percent up-front payment.”
“All right. Don’t forget my grenades.” I roll up the window, put Damian on speakerphone and reverse the car. “What did you do with the money, Damian?”
“Paid off Dario D’Angelo’s gambling debt to the Albanians.”
I had no idea Santino’s son’s gambling problems were so serious. Why the hell would we be paying off...? Oh. I’ll be damned. “Does this mean we’ll have Santino’s support?”
“Yup. And Lombardi won’t be a problem anymore, either.”
“You bought his debt, too?”
“No. I called Orlando to let him know that we expect his ‘yes’, or else he may want to change a certain ‘manicure appointment’ in the future.”
“Orlando doesn’t get manicures. His hands look like they belong to a butcher.”
“No. But Lorenzo’s wife does. According to Isa, every second Saturday. Orlando has been fucking Lorenzo’s wife under his nose for who knows how long.” He laughs. “Your wife and her mother are running a damn spy network within the Family. They have someone in every capo’s household. Domenico was in ours.”
“That old scumbag who kept hanging around the kitchen all day?”
“Yup. Your woman is dangerous, Luca.”
Indeed. And in more ways than I thought.
* * *
The moment I get home, I run up the stairs and go straight to Isabella’s room, intending to give her a lecture. When I enter, however, she’s not there. I turn around, about to head out in search of her in Rosa’s room, when I hear the shower turn on.
“Isabella.” I bang on the bathroom door. “We need to talk.”
“I’m taking a shower. It can wait.”
“You can shower later.” I bang on the door again. “I talked with Damian. You’re dropping your spy hobby starting now.”
“You’re welcome, Luca,” she shouts over the sound of running water. “I was happy to help.”
“This is not a fucking game! If anyone even suspects what you and your mother are doing, it won’t end well!”
“You said you don’t allow yelling in this house.”
