Mag-log inFor 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
Elena looked at the wig, trying not to panic. She took deep breath and focused.Everyone described Tyler's mystery woman as having red hair and green eyes. Even if Sloane owned a bunch of wigs, there was no reason to assume she also wore colored contacts. Elena needed to be rational and not jump to
So many mafia families knew her face now—and so many more had heard stories about her. Elena wondered if there was any way for her to actually escape the mafia life now.She had wanted to help Massimo, but had Elena accidentally ruined her own life in the process?"Hey," Sloane said in a calming voi
"What?" Elena asked. "He said his name was Max..."Elena thought back to her first in person meeting with her husband. When she really thought about it, she recalled how her husband had stumbled over his words when introducing himself. Elena had clearly heard the sound "Ma-" before her husband's voi
Massimo was on guard as Don Esposito waited patiently in one of Massimo's receiving rooms. He was pleased Luca had enough sense to put the traitorous don in the one without windows. Though the seats there were comfortable enough, there was nothing to do—which usually made people nervous.That's why







