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Carlos actually speaks up. “Don’t worry, Elena. I might work for him but I ain’t no snitch. Plus, I only have to report when you’re in danger. Private conversations don’t count.”
That eases my tension slightly. I glare at Kiara.
“Thanks, Carlos. But there’s nothing to actually report. I’m sure Kiara’s jet lag is the reason she’s saying such nonsense. I do not have a crush on Roman,” I state forcefully.
Kiara has the audacity to smile. “Yeah, yeah, whatever you say. So, how is he?”
Infuriatingly, Kiara’s friends with Roman. She’s friends with everyone. There’s something about her personality that instantly settles people. I guess they can all tell how much of a good person she is.
“He’s fine,” I mutter. “The devil’s spawn is still the devil’s spawn.”
She rolls her eyes. “And Michael? Tony? Maria and Rosa? Your dad?”
“Well, Tony’s a tremendous ass, as usual. Maria’s trying hard to be strong, while also trying to ruin my life on the side.” Kiara raises an eyebrow. “We’ll circle back to that later. Anyway, Rosa’s good, too. She’s coping, although she’s been shutting herself in her art room more often. My dad’s working through it, too. Honestly, out of everyone, I think Michael was hit the hardest. He’s barely talking, Kie. He doesn’t spend time with anybody.”
“I’m sure it can’t be easy for him,” Kiara says softly. I can see worry in her eyes. When Michael’s parents died, Maria and Ricardo practically adopted him. He was a kid who didn’t have anyone until they brought him into their family. “I’ll talk to him,” she mutters.
She and Michael are close. When we were younger, they dated a while and remained friends after they broke up. They have a bond I’ll probably never understand.
“Yeah, I’m sure he’ll be happy to see you,” I say.
“Now, back to what you said about Maria trying to ruin your life,” she prompts.
I sigh, leaning back into the seat. “I was told to quit my job a few days ago. I am apparently eligible for marriage.”
Kiara’s eyes widen. “What?”
CHAPTER8
Roman
“Come on, Mikey, get off your ass.”
Michael doesn’t so much as glance at me, his attention fixed on the tablet in his hand. I place the pool cue down and walk over to the beanbag where he’s currently sprawled. My eyes narrow onto the contents displayed on the screen.
“What are you even doing?”
“I hacked into the surveillance cameras in front of the Russos’ hideout,” he murmurs.
My eyes meet his brown ones. “You did what?”
He shrugs. “I was bored and curious. They’re being too quiet. Something’s going on.”
Tony abandons the darts he was throwing, walking over to us. “Have you found anything?” he asks curiously.
“Nope. No one’s walked in or out. The building’s practically a ghost town.”
“That’s…” Tony trails off.
My mind whirs as I try to think of what could be going on. First they pulled out of a coup that they instigated, and now they’re trying to stay under the radar.
“They’re planning something,” I state, and my fists clench. “I swear, if they come after us again…”
“We’ll be ready,” Tony says firmly.
I scoff, moving to sit opposite Michael. “We barely have any control over our own men, Tony. How the hell would we be ready?”
He frowns, running a hand through his hair. It’s clear he doesn’t have an answer to that question.
