Chapter 26

I stood by the car, the engine still running, my heart racing as Russo glared at me with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. I'd come to the warehouse as requested, bringing the file he'd instructed me to retrieve. Something about the way he was approaching me made it look like I was in trouble, and the thought of that was making my stomach churn uncomfortably.

But something was off, and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Russo’s eyes kept darting back and forth between me and the warehouse. He looked like he didn’t want me to come here or know about the existence of this place. Something told me that this was where the main thing was going down. Like the office back home was a decoy to keep people like me away from the shady dealings of the mafia.

"Alissa," Russo's voice was tight, his jaw clenched as he stepped closer. "Where's Romero?"

My confusion deepened, and I stretched the file towards him. And he still looked more confused, like he was expecting something else