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I shift in my seat, “Yeah, I think I caught a bug or something. But don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”
Her brown eyes narrow onto my face. “If you’re sick, then you should be resting.”
“I told you I’m fine, Katerina. Don’t worry. We’ve got more important things to do.”
“Alright. Just promise me you’ll take care of yourself if it gets worse. I can always take care of our empire, all I need is for you to be safe,” she tells me.
I offer her a small smile. “Thanks,sorella.”
An hour and a dozen calls later and I have everything in order for the funerals. I’m feeling a little tired and wondering if I can get a quick nap when Katerina lurches upward.
“I got it,” she announces enthusiastically.
“Got what?” I ask wearily.
“The perfect way to get retribution,” she smiles. “They won’t even see us coming.”
I lean back in my chair and let out a soft sigh. If I’m being honest I am so tired of this battle, this stupid war that’s slowly ruining all our lives. I want it to end but when dealing with proud men that’ll never surrender or give up, I know that’s something that’s highly unlikely to happen.
But will it only end when we’re all dead.
When Katerina calls us all into the room to tell us her plan, I realize there’s a chance someone might end up in danger again. There’s a chance someone could get hurt.
* * *
I feel ratherthan see Katerina’s presence in the room as I pull on my clothes. She doesn’t say a word for the first couple of seconds.
“Exactly why are you hovering, Kat?” I question as I pull on a black leather jacket.
My boots come on next, thigh high, flat soles.
“You’re sick. I don’t think you should come on the mission,” my sister states.
I let out a soft laugh, “This morning, we lost five men, two of them were trusted capos. And now we’re going to get retribution for that and you want me to sit it out. I have to go.”
“But why? Why do you have to go? You hate going on things like this. You’re more content in the background.”
“Because I’m worried,” I reply honestly. “I’m worried someone will get hurt.”
“Soph, it’ll be fine. We have order from Papa not to use any lethal force. I’ll be there as well and I’ll make sure they all fall in line.”
“And I want to be there to help with that,” I mutter, reaching for a gun. It glints as I turn it around in my hand. “Plus, I feel better now. It was worse earlier this morning but right now, I don’t feel sick.”
“What were your symptoms anyway?” she asks.
“Uh, nausea, a headache, I was also pretty tired,” I answer. “It’s probably just the flu.”
“Or you’re pregnant,” Sophia says with a smile.
My head snaps up and I give her a look.
“It was a joke,” she states. “You can’t be pregnant. Not like you’ve been sleeping with anyone recently. And you told me you used protection with Anthony Legan. Right?”
My mind whirs as a horrible conclusion starts forming in my head. My sister steps forward, right in front of me. She snaps two fingers in my face.
“You did use protection with him, Soph?”
I shake my head, “Yeah, of course,” I tell her. “Don’t worry.”
