Masuk"Flight 123 to Los Angeles, California is now boarding all passengers," the agent at the gate announced over the loud speakers. "Again, Flight 123 to Los Angeles, California is now boarding all passengers at gate G12."Elena hurriedly grabbed her suitcase and headed to the gate. Her plane was boardi
Massimo moved to follow after Elena's retreating form, but he was immediately stopped by a security guard."Sir, you need to wait in line—""Not now," Massimo cut him off firmly. He tried to move around the guard, but the man just shifted his position, continuing to block Massimo's path."I need to
"I need help finding Elena," Massimo told them both, keeping the situation vague. They didn't need to know more than that to do their jobs. The second they told him they'd do their best, Massimo hung up.Of course, Massimo would be searching for Elena himself. And he knew the importance of speed in
Elena couldn't believe it. She was in a cab headed straight to the airport. She had debated taking the bus and making a few transfers, but that seemed more than a little impractical with her suitcase.Besides, as her mother pointed out, taking public transportation would take longer. And time wasn't
She hurried to answer it. After all, Sloane usually texted before she called—she knew Elena's schedule as a mafia doctor meant she kept odd hours. Given the chaos of the last twenty-four hours alone, Elena's mind easily started picturing disasters Sloane might be suffering from."Hello?" Elena immed
A few hours earlier, Elena waited in her bedroom at the Ferraro estate. She knew she needed to talk to Massimo, but that task felt impossible. Though she had first entered the estate with a clear goal in mind—confront her boss about his secret identity as her mystery husband and have him go over eve
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
Elena had been trying to forget about Massimo. With Sloane suddenly bringing him up—along with the topic of the deal neither one of them had acknowledged, Elena suddenly felt tired. She didn't have the heart to lie to her mother."We haven't talked about it," Elena said. "Not at all."Sloane frowned
Elena felt sick. She hated how calmly the don talked about all this—and she also hated how calmly Massimo listened to it.The people they had captured hadn't even known much—they in fact swore that they never met with Tyler or his advisors at all! There was nothing incriminating they could say or pr
Tyler could be resourceful, but he was never this clever. Massimo had a feeling Tyler's mystery red haired advisor was to blame."Are you okay?" Elena asked as she stitched up his arm."We might need to cut off contact with most of the dons in Massachusetts," Massimo said simply. "Our enemies are ge







