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“Jocasta is in San Francisco, Don Bellomo.”
“As she’s been for years now.”
“When the rope gets tighter around someone’s neck, they’d do anything to break free. You’re leaving the Lanzas no room to breathe. They have no option but to get in bed with Texas or New York.”
“I’d like to see them try. It’ll be fun. Better prepare the popcorn.”
“If they find out who Jocasta really is, they’ll get the Larvins on their side, Don Bellomo. Then Furore and the rest of the Night Skulls won’t stand a chance.”
“What makes you think they’ll find out who she is?”
“She’s teaching at the Arena. Furore is in there. They have leverage on him, and that’s not all.” He leaned in and whispered everything he knew.
I wiped a hand over my mouth. “Pull her out of there.”
“She won’t listen to me, and honestly, even if I force her, if she disappears now, that will make all the rumors true. They will know she is the girl.”
I nodded. “You’re right, but don’t worry, Michele. I won’t let anything happen to her. I know how important she is to you. In fact, her being there could help us kill two birds with one stone.”
“What do you mean?”
I smirked at him. “Don’t you want to settle that old score with the Larvins?”
“Very much.”
“Then keep a close on her and be ready when the time comes.”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
TINO
Angel was playing with Nicco when I came in today. A sight I could watch for hours with an endless sated smile. Not now, though. I needed my alone time with her.
I sat and gestured for Arancia to take him, and misery dulled Angel’s face in an instant. Nicco cried in protest simultaneously.
“Can you leave him a little longer?” she asked me. “I barely see him, Tino.”
“If you behave today, I’ll bring him back.”
Her shoulders slumped in resignation, and she nodded. Her gaze trailed after Nicco as Arancia left with him. “He’s growing so fast. It’s been months since you put me here with minimum interaction with my son. I’m worried he won’t recognize me anymore, not as his mother.”
“He knows who you are.”
“But I’m not the one raising him. It’s your sister.” She spat the last word as an insult.
“Arancia helps, but I am raising our boy. Nicole helps, too.”
“She still comes here?”
“A few times a week.”
“How is she?”
“Healthy.” I knocked on the wood of the side table next to me twice. “So is her baby. It’s a boy, by the way.”
She grinned and nodded multiple times in succession. Then she covered her mouth as she began crying. “I miss her so much. It hurts that I can’t be with her during that time in her life.”
“I know, my Angel.”
