Mag-log inAfter all, Luca never looked at price tags when he helped Elena restock the mafia's medical supplies. Despite Lucilla's blunt practicality, she would only ever recommend the most expensive places to get brunch with Elena. And even Jill, who had confided how odd her position as a don's wife was, woul
Massimo resisted the urge to yell. After all, any sound of violence might attract the lone employee's attention—or that of any commuters walking by the glass windows. So instead, Massimo whispered as furiously as he could."So the FBI just has security footage of the most damning parts of our entire
Meanwhile in California, Elena and her parents were finishing up breakfast when there was a knock at the door. Despite the early hour, Elena had a sinking suspicion she knew who it was. She let Noah open the door this time."Good morning, little bro," Cameron greeted enthusiastically.The well-dress
Massimo didn't have time to object to Luca's proposal. Suddenly, more CO2 alarms were going off. Massimo couldn't mistake that shrill noise—not when it sounded like it was coming from the whole building.Last time, Luca had hacked into the alarms, he had only targeted one area. From the sounds of it
"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
"It's a little hard to believe that the girl who was so worried about her curfew now works for the Mafia King," Joshua continued.Elena sighed. "Does everything with you circle back to work?""I'm just worried about you," Joshua said softly. It was hard to doubt his sincerity."I don't plan to work
"That doesn't mean she should be here," Massimo shot back.Elena frowned. "You shouldn't be on trial at all," Elena countered. "So I guess we're even."Massimo didn't take the easy way out Elena had provided. Instead he dug his heels in and shook his head."Luca," Massimo growled, turning to his sec
"She'll do no such thing," Massimo immediately objected."Sir," Luca said softly, "don't you think that—""It's a terrible idea," Massimo protested. "Elena can't lie on the witness stand—she doesn't have the training to even if she could. She could easily say something that will hurt my case.""I wo
Tyler tapped his signature cane on the floor with a wink and a smile. "I'm just stopping by to say hello. Please, don't let me interrupt your fun.""You're not allowed in the state of New York without my express permission," Massimo gritted out. "Permission which I never gave you.""Yes, of course,"







