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“I can come?”
“Yeah, stay in the car until I can make sure everything is safe.” I slid the coat on my shoulders.
Grasping the back of my head, Nyla kissed me on the forehead. “Thank you.”
“Anything for my wife.”
We were sitting outside the restaurant Angelina was spotted in. Traffic wasn’t too heavy in the late afternoon, and I’d made the trip with Nyla, so she’d know my loyalty belonged to her only and no one else. I was tired of playing games with people who thought they ran our lives. Nyla gripped my hand tight, and I held the door open. Angelina sat at a small table with another woman.
After peering at Nyla’s perplexed gaze, I stopped her from moving forward. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“She’s here.”
“Who?”
“Nancy.” A hard glare crossed her face.
“Nancy?”
“Mark’s mother.”
Taking in the older woman sitting with Angelina again sent sickness to my stomach. Angelina stepped to the lowest form to get back at Nyla and expected me to fall back in her arms.
“Wait!” I tried to hold Nyla back, but she stalked to the table in a huff—even though she was still in recovery after passing out.
“Nancy, what are you doing here?” Nyla challenged.
Nancy glared at Nyla. Scanning Angelina’s snarky smirk made me wish I’d brought Rena with us to smack that look off her face.
“Nyla, good to see you for once,” Nancy snapped.
“Excuse me? What are you talking about?”
“Vincenzo, you married a woman who abandoned the family of the man she claimed to love,” Angelina snarled at Nyla.
“Nancy, whatever you think you’ve heard is a lie,” Nyla announced.
“My son is dead, and you’re with the man who killed him!” Nancy shouted.
A few guests turned to look at us.
Nyla’s mouth dropped agape in shock.
A small smirk was on Angelina’s face. A better way to get under a snake like her would be to remove all her options.
“Your son deserved to die.” I gritted my teeth, and Nancy gasped in shock.
“Vincenzo, let me handle it,” Nyla begged, blocking my eyeline of Mark’s mother.
“How dare you? My son would never rob a person like you! I’m calling the police.” Nancy slid her hand into her pocket.
Nyla turned swiftly, plucking it from her hand.
“See I told you, Nancy. She’s just as corrupt and probably had Mark killed to marry him in the first place.”
The entire restaurant went quiet when the backhand slap went across Angelina’s face.
“Fuck you, Angelina. Nancy, if you think I will take the fall for your son’s crimes, you are sadly mistaken.”
