LOGINEverything. Vincenzo stared out the window toward the city lights, "What else?" I exhaled slowly, "More problems," I said as I crushed the cigarette into the ashtray, "But I have a solution. We find a way to get Leone Caruso alone. Away from his people. Away from Philadelphia. Away from anyone who
Vincenzo nodded, "Questions lead to records, records lead to money. Money leads to people and people lead to us." Adriano's smile disappeared. I gave him a sharp nod, "If there are hazardous materials stored there, blowing it up could contaminate the surrounding water, there are fishing routes nea
But no matter how many times I looked at it, the message stayed exactly the same. My face felt alarmingly hot before I could even recover, another notification appeared. Raph: Use your impressive college education to calculate those odds. Raph: Goodnight, ballerina. Raph: Before I say something
My heart legit stopped beating for a while. Me: And? Raph: And I've recently discovered that I was wrong. For a solid five seconds, I just sat there blinking at my phone. Was this Raphael? The same Raphael who treated emotions like unexploded bombs? The same Raphael who could discuss homicide
Salvatore stood near the bottom of the stairs leading into the jet, one hand in his pocket, this was completely normal for him. A soldier approached him, "Aircraft and perimeter secured and runway cleared." We climbed the stairs. Mom's wheelchair was lifted smoothly by a specialized aircraft ramp
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ My eyes stayed locked on Leone and everything else faded. The smile on his face didn't move. It stayed exactly where it was, like he had all the time in the world. A cold feeling slid down my spine, then I noticed movement, not from Leone, from every corner of the restaurant. Men
He raised the glass high. "To the Capone men," he said, "I am a man with many sins, but you six are my only truth. I love you more than anything in this world." Then, Vincenzo reached for his glass. He looked at Adriano, then the rest of us, a silent order in his eyes. Slowly, one by one, we fo
"Girls, please," Mom groaned, but she was smiling. "She started it!" we both said at the same time, pointing fingers at each other. I swung the pillow across Mom’s lap. The pillow caught Jules right in the face with a soft whump. She gasped like I had just committed a terrible crime against humani
The bed was huge, but we all huddled together in the very center, making ourselves a small island of safety. My mother wrapped her arms around us, pulling us in tight. She held us like we were still toddlers, like we weren't twenty-one and ten years old. One of her hands stroked my hair, her fingers
"I'm sorry about breakfast," she said, and I realized she was talking about something totally different, "I know this is a huge change, Gianna. It’s just been us for so long. And the Capones... they’re a lot. But we have to follow the rules of this house now. It’s just basic decency. We need them, h







