CBB: Chapter Twenty-Seven

I walk into Mrs. Romano's house like I own the place. My heels click with authority on the tile floors. I glide directly into Mrs. Romano's parlor and sit down in the chair facing her. I cross my legs and wait politely as she turns to greet me.

The first step to my plan is to take care of Mrs. Russo. I can't have her breathing down my neck and I don't need the distraction. Plus, it might provide some extra leverage.

“Cara Savio,” Mrs. Romano says, turning to face me. She's around Mrs. Russo's age, but heavyset. Her dark hair is clearly dyed and she wears bright red lipstick that clashes with her skin. However, her eyes are sharp and bright. She is a woman who has done the mafia family dance for decades. She is not to be underestimated.

“Thank you for meeting me, Mrs. Romano,” I say respectfully. “I appreciate it.”

She shrugs like it's nothing, but her eyes don't leave mine. “You said you have business to discuss?”

I nod. “I have recently learned that you are in possession of some rath