LOGIN"Flight 123 to Los Angeles, California is now boarding all passengers," the agent at the gate announced over the loud speakers. "Again, Flight 123 to Los Angeles, California is now boarding all passengers at gate G12."Elena hurriedly grabbed her suitcase and headed to the gate. Her plane was boardi
Massimo moved to follow after Elena's retreating form, but he was immediately stopped by a security guard."Sir, you need to wait in line—""Not now," Massimo cut him off firmly. He tried to move around the guard, but the man just shifted his position, continuing to block Massimo's path."I need to
"I need help finding Elena," Massimo told them both, keeping the situation vague. They didn't need to know more than that to do their jobs. The second they told him they'd do their best, Massimo hung up.Of course, Massimo would be searching for Elena himself. And he knew the importance of speed in
Elena couldn't believe it. She was in a cab headed straight to the airport. She had debated taking the bus and making a few transfers, but that seemed more than a little impractical with her suitcase.Besides, as her mother pointed out, taking public transportation would take longer. And time wasn't
She hurried to answer it. After all, Sloane usually texted before she called—she knew Elena's schedule as a mafia doctor meant she kept odd hours. Given the chaos of the last twenty-four hours alone, Elena's mind easily started picturing disasters Sloane might be suffering from."Hello?" Elena immed
A few hours earlier, Elena waited in her bedroom at the Ferraro estate. She knew she needed to talk to Massimo, but that task felt impossible. Though she had first entered the estate with a clear goal in mind—confront her boss about his secret identity as her mystery husband and have him go over eve
Elena was glad she and Massimo had spent weeks screening the referees. On paper, their jobs were simple and straight-forward—they would run each event and make sure all contestants followed the rules. In reality, their work was much more complicated.They needed to be crisis managers. They needed t
"What about the staffers?" Massimo asked, changing the subject. "Did they report any problems from the animals getting loose into the wrong zones?""No," Luca replied. "There were a few close calls, but nothing that happened in view of our guests. The worst injuries resulted from a few capos trying
Elena held her breath.A deer ran past in a hurry. It didn't belong in this close to the white zone, but it clearly wasn't causing problems. In a second, it was gone—running off to the yellow zone, in fact.Elena sighed as she lowered her gun. She really needed to relax and stop being so paranoid.A
"We should check out that cave now that they're gone," Elena said. "There has to be a reason why they were so riled-up—maybe someone left some pheromones or something to make them aggressive?""It's worth investigating," Massimo agreed.Elena marked back to the cave with Massimo close behind. He was







