로그인"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
Luca looked at the receipts and nodded. "I'll get these processed later tonight.""Thanks. Oh, and while I have you, do you have any idea what to expect for the business meeting this Tuesday?""Injuries caused by bullets, knives, or explosives," Luca listed off. "Though it's more likely you'll be ne
Elena panicked.Truth be told, she didn't know her husband's name. His signature on the marriage certificate was worse than hers, truly becoming outright illegible. She had seen what looked like a large cursive "M" but that was all she could make out.And Mr. Fabio normally just called him "brat" or
"It's because seafood is a delicacy in many places of the world. People like to feel superior to others.""So what, people will lie and say a chewy dead fish is delicious so long as they know other people can't eat it?""Pretty much. Have you ever actually tried caviar? It's like eating liquid salt.
"Anything?" Massimo repeated.His tone made Elena regret the offer, but she still nodded her head anyways. This was the path she had chosen for herself, and she wouldn't be swayed."Would you cut off your fingers for me? Whore yourself out to any man I point at tonight? Put a bullet between your par







