Masuk"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
"Please give me a chance to make this up to you. I want to see you, face to face, and talk. Please."Despite waiting up for the next hour, Elena didn't receive a response.Work passed by uneventfully in the coming week. It was a good thing, too, because Elena's mind was elsewhere.Despite Aria's war
Massimo couldn't deny it. He had gotten close to Elena Vitale. He cared about her, so he cared a lot about her opinions.He couldn't trace it back to one moment, which terrified Massimo. Was it when she took a bullet for him? Ended up finding him in the casino while drugged?Or was it when she skill
Elena was relieved. Helping Massimo shop for his wife was way more pleasant than what she had feared Massimo was going to propose."Of course, Don Massimo," Elena said. "I'd be delighted to.""Luca has a few assignments for you to get through first," Massimo reminded her. "Once you're done with him,
He was a mechanic, so he must be well-built. His hands would probably be calloused but gentle—he certainly picked his words carefully, so it would make sense that his actions would be precise, too.He was probably a touch old-fashioned, so maybe he'd wear a proper suit. And maybe, just maybe, he'd w







