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I laughed. “Tim, wait.” I jogged up next to him. “I’m sorry. Don’t worry about Marco. I want to marry him. And I’m sorry about today, too. I wasn’t doing anything dangerous.” I glanced into his face. “If I need to leave again, I’ll take you with me.”
I lied.
Tim shook his head. “You’ve always been a pain in the ass. What I was going to say is that I can empathize. Just let me know what’s going on. As long as I know you’re not in trouble, I’ll be your cover.”
That would never happen either.
“Tell me why you want the computers monitored,” he said.
“I didn’t say I wanted them monitored. I just asked if they were.”
“I knew it. I’ll find out what you’re doing online. You better hope it’s nothing more than the porn you’ve been streaming.”
My mouth dropped open. “You know about that?”
What else could he know about?
Marco
I’d buried my father. The capos had respected him. Now, they recognized me as their boss, don of the Bruno family.
“Stefano is back.” Ant, now officially my consigliere, slid his phone into the inside pocket of his black suit.
I stood and shrugged on my suit jacket, slipping the button through the slot. Anticipation laced my blood, a surging need to release the pressure building within me. The capos wanted answers. I wanted blood.
We’d taken too many hits. I had a rat in my house. If traps failed, I’d burn down the fucking house then rebuild.
“They’re Adami’s men,” Ant said.
“Adami? Are you sure he’s involved?”
Ant nodded. “We know the one they callCastoropulled the trigger. I saw the video surveillance, boss. No doubt it was Adami.”
Lazaro Adami and my father weren’t friends, but they had never been enemies. They held mutual respect. Adami spent most of his time in Greece. Rumor had it that he preferred an eclectic assortment of interests in his bed.
“I want him. I want to rip his fucking heart from his chest with my hands.”
“Who?”
I ignored Giada’s voice behind us and continued into the foyer.
“Is this about Roberto?” As she followed, her heels clicked against the marble tile in the entryway. “Please, Marco. Don’t shut me out.”
Shut her out? I wanted to slam the fucking door on her. I glanced at Ant as he went around the front of the car.
He smirked. “You would know better than I why the boss kept her around.”
I groaned. “Don’t remind me. Get in the car,” I said to Giada.
She opened the back door and slid into the vehicle. “What is going on?”
“Giada—” I rubbed a palm over my forehead.
“Want some advice,” Ant said, glancing over his shoulder to Giada. “Don’t say shit.”
“But this is about Roberto, right?”
“That’s what we’re about to find out,” I said.
