MasukFor the next five minutes, the only sound was that of Luca vigorously striking keys. Then he muttered a quick, "Yes!" and smiled. He turned the screen so that Massimo could better see it."We're in," Luca reported. "Only temporarily, of course—we've got fifteen minutes maximum."Massimo scanned the
"You know what," Massimo said into his cell phone, forcing his tone to stay casual. "You should clean up your place before you go anywhere.""I suppose I could be more thorough," Luca replied. "I don't like how much dust gets caught on the window's curtains.""Better to take care of that before alle
Massimo heard a car approach. He rushed to the windows, hoping that Elena had called a cab.But he didn't see a cab. Instead, he saw a nondescript black van pull up next to a nearby telephone pole. Massimo frowned.It didn't have any of the usual signage, but Massimo could recognize a repurposed FBI
Elena was so frustrated. Because this was the problem, wasn't it? How was she supposed to trust Massimo when he had been lying and sneaking around behind her back?Wasn't that just what her parents used to do? Wasn't Tyler using similarly ridiculous schemes—albeit with more force—to get her at his s
Elena tried to change directions but found herself at a dead end. Worst of all, the aisles were too cramped for her to slip by her step-mother. There was no way to avoid the woman."Are you ready to leave?"Elena hadn't been ready to hear that deep, steady voice again, but between Massimo and her st
Massimo stared at the fuel gauge, as if that would change the fact that the motorcycle didn't have much gas left. At least the damn thing beeped before it was completely empty—getting stranded on a deserted street with no easy way home truly would be the worst way to end this evening-into-morning ad
"Get some rest," Luca had insisted. "You're not good to anyone like this. On my life, I swear I will take care of New York—now go to bed."Massimo had gotten some well-needed rest, but not enough. He got up early to hear back from a few low level lieutenants who had followed Tyler's movements. They
Elena was careful to walk away from the hospital room slowly. She didn't want to disturb Massimo or Aria. And, more relevantly, she didn't want to risk them talking to her.Elena was sure if she talked to Massimo right now, her resolve would shake. But even though she knew what to do, that didn't ma
Massimo waited at the Violet Garden with his grandfather. While the museum's large selection of flowers was beautiful, Massimo barely gave them any thought.They had to arrive early, of course. With both the former and current Don of All Dons in the same place, it was the smart thing to do. Especial
Elena's priority in life had always been to make enough money to disappear from the mafia for good. That's why her problems had started spiraling out of control—she had let her priority change!The solution was simple—Elena just needed to focus on her simple motive again. Just keep her head down, wo







