LOGINMeanwhile 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
"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
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
"Witness protection?" Elena echoed. "When—how—why—"Joshua squeezed her hand again. "I'll pull some strings. You're a civilian, Elena—I'm not going to sit back and watch a crime boss try to kill you."As her senses returned, Elena pulled back her hand. She shook her head."I can't," she insisted."E
Unfortunately, Elena wouldn't let that be the end of it."You're not choosing anything," Elena complained."We've picked out plenty of presents already," Massimo stated."No," Elena chided, "I've made suggestions and you've blindly agreed to them. You haven't picked out anything yourself."Massimo k
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






