FAZER LOGIN"Did you hear that?" one man asked. "It sounded like it came from here.""Isn't that room supposed to be locked?" another asked.Massimo heard three sets of rapidly approaching footsteps. They couldn't enter this room. Otherwise, Massimo would be screwed.He'd get arrested. He'd doom the mafia. And
"On it," Luca quickly replied. "There's a CO2 alarm nearby where the guard is stationed, right?"Massimo quickly glanced out from his hiding space. "Looks like it," he stated."Perfect."Before Massimo could ask any follow up questions, the CO2 alarm by the security booth started loudly beeping and
"Remember," Luca whispered from the ear piece, "you're looking for where their database is stored. That should be downstairs and then straight down the hall. If it's not, then there are still a few other places we can look.""Roger that," Massimo replied.He didn't voice his skepticism—namely that i
"How are things going with you?" Elena asked."I'm fine, but more importantly, are you?" Aria immediately texted back. "The last thing I heard was that whole disaster with Massimo and then you went silent for days! Did he kidnap you or something?""Sorry, I forgot to keep you updated with everything
Luca only took a few minutes to pick Massimo up from the diner. "You said you got what we needed?" Luca asked.Massimo uncurled his fist to reveal a key. "You'd think with the amount of time that man spends around crooks and criminals that he'd be able to recognize a lift," he remarked idly."But yo
"Still up for another exhibit?" Noah asked."You bet," Elena replied with a forced smile.When Elena saw the first piece on display, she was pleasantly surprised. It was a strange piece—nothing like what she expected to see. It was clearly a sculpture of a teddy bear but with carved icons of differe
"Your winter hunting party?" Matteo asked, looking confused. Like he didn't understand why Elena was asking this. "I mean, yeah, they RVSP'ed to it."Elena frowned. "Yes, but they also declined to bring any supplies like all the other families.""God, don't remind me," Matteo snorted. "Mom was pisse
Elena thought about her mother's words as she finished up work. Even when Massimo brought her to a Ferraro owned gun range, Elena couldn't focus on just shooting."I know this place isn't as nice as the one in Maine," Massimo said suddenly. "I had plans to renovate it and reopen it next year."Massi
Elena tried to control her breathing as she and her husband were seated at the restaurant. She couldn't be sure, but from what she heard, the place sounded busy. Yet somehow, they were led to a table that was far away and relatively quiet—she had to really strain her ears to even here the servers wa
Elena held her breath, her eyes never leaving her husband's. Not for the first time, she wished she could make out his expression.Her phone rang for just a moment. And then, to her surprise, the call connected.Her husband hadn't moved at all."Hello?" Elena said into her phone, wondering if she ha







