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I enjoyed seeing him so uncomfortable.

But now wasn’t the time to back down. I needed answers.

“Fuck you, Francesco. I have excellent attorneys. I’ll be out within hours. No charges will ever stick.”

“I doubt it since there’s clear evidence you orchestrated the murder of your wife. No statute of limitations on murder.” It felt good to laugh, the fucker truly believing that he could get one over on me or my family.

Or his.

The fact he’d forsaken his own daughter would likely get him killed in prison. Who was I to give a shit?

I snapped my hand around his throat, lifting then pitching him against the wall. With his feet dangling, trying to touch the floor, he looked like a flopping seal. Adding pressure, I could sense the cops weren’t too keen on my behavior, but they’d been warned. At least I believed they had been.

“You’re going to provide a single answer, Michael. One. I don’t care what life you were forced to live or that you extended your hatred to your own daughter, your flesh and blood. What I do care about is a little boy who will not suffer the same fate. He will be cared for. Is he alive?”

When he said nothing, I pressed the weapon against his forehead, eager to pull the trigger. Both the officers of the law and Viper were on edge, the Consigliere moving closer.

Michael laughed until I jammed my arm into his windpipe. As he struggled to breathe, his face turning purple, I grinned. Then I backed off, allowing him to catch his breath.

“One last chance. Then I’ll start with your kneecaps and work my way up.”

“As I said. Fuck you.”

Exhaling, I placed the barrel of the weapon above his right knee, pointing down. “I heard you were a gambling man. Do you really want to toss the dice?”

He hissed and as soon as I acted as if I was going to pull the trigger, his body began to shake. “Cavalini. Joe Cavalini.”

I stared into his eyes, calculating whether he was telling me the truth. “If I find out you’ve fucked with me, I will finish this. It won’t matter where you’re being kept like the fucking rodent you are. Do you hear me?”

“I’m not lying.”

There was some conviction in the man’s voice. I pulled the gun away, nodding to the police officers.

Viper shook his head, clapping me on the back. “I’ll make the phone call. What now?”

I pulled away, allowing the officers to move forward. “Now it’s to make an announcement that the wedding has been postponed.”

“Postponed, huh?” Viper grinned.

“Yeah, and not for long. I’m not a man with any patience. Remember?”

After that? Three things were in order.

One—asking the woman I loved to marry me.

Two—hunting and eliminating the traitor to my family.

And three—providing the greatest gift of all…

CHAPTER 25

“Everything that you love you will eventually lose. But in the end, love will return in a different form.”

—Susan Cain

Francesco

Love was difficult at best, something that had haunted me for years. I hadn’t understood its power or how it changed a person, which had given me a jaded outlook on life. Then Maxwell had entered my life and through the years, I’d had a vicarious view of what true love was supposed to look like. I’d done everything in my power to shove it aside, pretending as if it didn’t matter to me.

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