ANMELDENAfter all, Luca never looked at price tags when he helped Elena restock the mafia's medical supplies. Despite Lucilla's blunt practicality, she would only ever recommend the most expensive places to get brunch with Elena. And even Jill, who had confided how odd her position as a don's wife was, woul
Massimo resisted the urge to yell. After all, any sound of violence might attract the lone employee's attention—or that of any commuters walking by the glass windows. So instead, Massimo whispered as furiously as he could."So the FBI just has security footage of the most damning parts of our entire
Meanwhile 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
"What about the staffers?" Massimo asked, changing the subject. "Did they report any problems from the animals getting loose into the wrong zones?""No," Luca replied. "There were a few close calls, but nothing that happened in view of our guests. The worst injuries resulted from a few capos trying
Elena didn't flinch. She wouldn't give Consigliere Leo, one of Tyler Morello's top advisors, the satisfaction. Instead, she kept her mouth in a tight line as he sat next to her."They should start manually counting each kill now," Leo continued, oblivious to Elena's discomfort. Or maybe he was all t
"I want you to understand that I'm in a... precarious situation," Elena explained. "My family, the Vitales, largely consider me a traitor because I've chosen to work for Don Massimo Ferraro—and he provides a fair amount of protection to me because of our working arrangements. I'm both at my safest a
"I want you to practice using this system," Massimo said. "You're doing this for the next two hours straight—you need to string together a natural conversation within seconds. Otherwise, this won't work."Luca released a silent sigh. His eyes did not hide his displease. "If that's what you want, Don