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We were on the move for twelve full hours before we made it to New York. The entire time that we were moving I kept looking over my shoulder thinking that someone else was on the way to try and kill us.
I don't know how much longer I'm going to be able to do this. I'm not built for this level of violence and no matter how good Vitto is at it I feel like it's only going to take one misstep and I'm going to be six feet under.
I'm still on edge but everyone else seems to be relaxing.
Of course, we can't just find a room and relax. According to Vitto, his father has called a meeting and barring the apocalypse everyone is mandated to come. He didn't tell me what the meeting was going to be about but right now I don't think I'll be able to process anything else. All I want is to hide under a blanket somewhere and cry.
"You have everything you need? My woman already has some things for the baby in the house." The older brother, Giancarlo says as we walk up the driveway and into an unassuming house.
"Yes, I'm fine," I reply even though I don't feel fine at all. He doesn't press and I'm grateful for it. I'm one question away from having a full-on panic attack.
"You won't be asked to do anything so just stay in the corner and be quiet," Vitto says coldly as he walks by me to open the front door.
Everyone else may be relaxing but instead of Vitto warming up to me, he's acting even more frigid. On top of the trauma that he's already put me through now he's got the nerve to be giving me the cold shoulder. My emotions can't deal with much more of this.
Chance whimpers and squirms in the carrier. I've tried to take him out as much as possible but even I'm a little bit uncomfortable with him attached to me for so long.
The brothers walk into the house and I follow behind. All eyes are on me the second I step foot inside. A woman with dark hair pulled into a severe bun walks over to me. She looks down at Chance but her expression doesn't change.
"I guess that's one way to get my brother not to blow your head off. Well played." She shrugs and walks off.
My mouth drops open in shock.
Did she really think that I'd gotten knocked up on purpose? A soft hand lands on my shoulder and I spin around, startled.
A pretty woman with long soft brown hair smiles at me and gestures for me to follow her. She directs me into a room and I see a bunch of clothes and baby items on the bed.
"Don't worry about Christine, she's a bitch to everyone but she is the one person you want on your side." the woman puts out her hand for me to shake. "I'm Rosie. I'm Gian's girlfriend."
"Oh, hey, yeah, nice to meet you." Purely due to habit I raise my hand and shake hers.
"This is the little one that's been keeping Vitto up at night?" She leans forward to gaze at Chance and a bout of pride washes over me. Chance should always be the center of attention.
"Yeah, he's been really good with him," I admit.
At least given the circumstances. Normally I wouldn't allow a man who runs around shooting people for a living to be an influence on my son but that ship has already sailed.
"Really? I'm surprised." Rosie smirks and swipes a gentle hand over my son's hairline.
"Why?"
"Vitto doesn't really connect with people very much. I've known him for years and he barely talks to me. It's not a rude thing, it's just how he is. Who would've thought that you and your son would be exactly what he needed to break out of the frozen shell he's been in."
I have no response for that simply a kind smile. Are we really responsible for changing Vitto? I can't lie since we've been on the run, I've noticed a sweetness about Vitto I wouldn't expect from a killer.
"I hope this marriage isn't going to make him have a setback." Rosie sighs and my eyes jerk back up to hers.
"Marriage?" What the hell was she talking about?
"Oh, he didn't tell you?" Her eyes go wide and she looks around the room as if someone were spying on us.
"No, he hasn't told me anything. What are you talking about a marriage?"
"I really shouldn't say anything. I don't even think Gian was supposed to tell me."
I place a hand on her forearm and squeeze gently. I need to know what's going on. "Please. Don't let me walk into this blind."
Rosie sighs and shuts her eyes for a second as if she's really weighing the pros and cons of what's about to happen if she opens her mouth. "Fine but only because I can tell that you have feelings for him and it wouldn't be right for all this to catch you off guard."
