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“Bye, Daddy. I love you,” she says quickly before I hear her hurried footsteps behind me.
“Skylar!” Harlan cries before a grunt comes from him.
Carlo probably shut him up with a punch.
When I take the steps down, Skylar’s still behind me.
The woman surprised me, but then again, she’s trying to save her father’s life.
The things we do for love.
I stop by the office and say, “I’m heading home. Let me know when you find Castellanos.”
Elio’s eyes move between Skylar and me before he says, “Get some sleep.”
When I glance to my right, I see Bianca talking to Antonio, and I head toward them. As soon as Bianca notices me, her spine stiffens, and she lowers her eyes.
Stopping by the cousins, I say, “Bianca, you’ll work at our clinic from now on. You’ll be paid well.”
“Thank you, Mr. Torrisi.”
My eyes flick to Antonio. “Bring Bianca to my place tomorrow so she can do a checkup on Skylar.”
“Yes, boss.”
With that out of the way, I walk to the exit and signal with a chin lift to Vincenzo and Fabrizio that we’re leaving.
Fabrizio sets his coffee cup down on one of the tables, and both my men give Skylar a wary look as they walk to where the Bentley is parked.
When Vincenzo opens the backdoor, I step to the side and gesture for Skylar to get in.
She glances over her shoulder, probably hoping to see her father one last time. She climbs in, and I follow, which has her pressing her body to the other door in an attempt to put some distance between us.
“Where to, boss?” Fabrizio asks.
“Home.”
Skylar turns her face away from me and stares out of the window as we drive away from the warehouse.
I hear her suck in a shaky breath and realize she’s silently crying.
I roll my shoulders to ease the tension in my neck as I glance out of my own window.
My phone starts to vibrate, and when I pull the device out of my pocket, I see Franco’s name.
“Morning,” I mutter, exhausted from the long night.
“How are you holding up?”
I close my eyes and let out a sigh. “I’m fine. How’s the family? Are you getting any sleep?”
Franco lets out a chuckle. “Remind me what sleep is again? Just as we get the one settled, another one starts to fuss. I’m about to hire a group of nannies.”
“Why don’t you?”
“Samantha doesn’t want to. And honestly, I’m not going to trust a stranger with my kids.”
“Dario’s bored. You should get him to babysit so you can get some rest.”
