LOGIN"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
Her phone buzzing stopped Elena from spiraling with these thoughts."It's for the best. Parents tend to hate me," Max replied."I doubt that's true," she protested."It is," Max insisted. "I emasculate fathers, and I am a terrible judge of mothers. Though either way, the mothers don't end up liking
Elena took a deep breath. She didn't react to the fact her life—and Massimo's—was in danger.Instead, she leaned in closer to her boss. "There's a gun pointed at us," she whispered.Massimo didn't so much as blink. "Where?"He spun her around in a short, controlled spin. Elena rechecked the gunner i
"Wait, no," Elena immediately protested. "You already brought a case against Massimo, and he was found innocent. And I thought you promised that you were done with attacking him—""Elena, please," Joshua interjected softly. "This isn't the state of New York or the local cops going after him. This is
Massimo knew the server who had almost shot him must work for one of the Massachusetts dons. He probably snuck into the party and then changed clothes to match with the other servers. The Grasso's servants were dressed in dark green tuxedos—while the Grasso's didn't hide where they had their servant







