LOGINFor 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
"Yes," Elena quickly replied. "I'm free to see the two of you!"She couldn't believe it. Her husband had actually agreed to see her! And with Mr. Fabio there, Elena was confident she could plead her case—maybe she wouldn't be divorced after all!"Excellent," Mr. Fabio replied just as cheerily. "Then
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
Elena hurried out of the hospital. A doctor had finally come to check on Aria and started treatment. Elena had actually heard about his thoroughness from a few colleagues back before she accepted Massimo's position—so Elena knew Aria would be in good hands."Go," Aria said after giving her friend a
Massimo phoned a taxi cab for wife. She had been insisting on many last minute dates for over a week now. His patience for Aria's antics was running out.But he knew she had been trying. Despite showing up to his work every day, she hadn't stopped him from getting any work done. She was just always







