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ONE WEEK LATER
“Boss, we’ve had word there’s been a hit on one of our containers down at the docks.” Grayson’s voice booms through the loudspeaker, and I clench my fists and stare down at my phone that’s resting on my glass coffee table.
“For fuck’s sake. Who the fuck is it this time?”We have drugs and guns arriving. Either one would be a huge loss.
“I’ve sent some of our recruits down there now. I’ll have more information in a second.”
Maria’s heels click along the marble hallway, and I groan. She’s the last person I need here right now.
The past week I’ve been walking on the edge. I can’t get through to Rosa. She’s missed her appointment with Dr. Jenkins, and it’s driving me crazy.
I’ve waited outside her and Eva’s house on multiple occasions and she’s never there.
“Luca, we have some exciting mail!” she announces. I lift my head up to see her waving a small piece of paper at me with a devious smile on her face.
“One sec, Grays.”I click the mute button.
“Got it.”
“Well, what is it?” I hold my hand out to her.
“Oh, you are going to love this.” Intrigue gets the better of me; I never see her this excited about anything. I snatch it from her bright red nails.
My eyes scan the invitation.
Fuck.
I can hear Maria’s psychotic laugh next to me, but even that isn’t louder than the sudden ringing in my ears. My hands shake as I read over the words again, hoping I had momentarily lost the ability to read.
Nope.
You are invited to the wedding of Dante and Rosa.
My heart hammers against my ribs, and I fight the urge to throw the contents of my stomach up all over Maria’s new white fur rug underneath my feet.
What the hell?
“Luca, you’ve gone awfully pale. Shall I get you some water?”Her nasally voice drips with feigned sweetness.
“I’m fine,” I croak out, my mouth now dry.
Throwing the invitation down onto the table, I snatch up my phone and bring it to my ear.
“Grayson, change of plan. I have somewhere I need to be. You go down to the docks, and I’ll meet you there.” I rush my words out, fumbling around in my suit to grab my cigarettes.
“Got it, boss. Everything okay?”
“I’ll talk to you later,” I say and cut the call.
Pacing over to the kitchen, I swipe up the keys to my Bentley from the black countertop. Maria watches me the whole time, her stare burning the back of my head. So, I turn to face her. Her fingers dig into her crossed arms, and I swear daggers are shooting from her eyes.
“What’s your problem, now?” I snap.
“I’ve told you once, and I’ll tell you again. Do not embarrass my family.” She storms over to me, her long fingernail jabbing into my chest.
“You have a weakness for that girl. I saw it at our engagement party. And do you know what weaknesses get you?”I can smell the wine on her breath as she raises her face closer to mine.
I stare at her blankly. I don’t have time for this.
