"Do you mind if I join you?"Elena whipped her head to the sound. It was Massimo."Shouldn't you be partying with everyone else?" she asked.Massimo shrugged. He leaned on the railing, his elbow nearly touching Elena's. "Shouldn't you be there?"Elena frowned. "I don't see why. I'm not the one who w
She heard a loud clicking noise, but nothing happened."A blank," Don Abano declared. "Elena Vitale has survived!"The other mafia members began discussing their judgment. It was a formality really. Elena Vitale had won the game of Russian Roulette—everyone knew what that meant.Massimo stopped list
Many mafia members got out of their seats. Some were leaving to continue their vacation, but the rest were preparing for Elena's game of Russian Roulette. Tyler had, thankfully, taken himself and his date outside to get more refreshments for the room.Because apparently the punishment of an innocent
Massimo didn't grace the jab with a retort.All too soon, one of the mafia members seated stood up suddenly. Elena recognized the old man as being part of the Conti family—he must have taken over after his traitorous kin was caught."We are gathered here to decide the dispute between Dons Massimo Fe
Elena, now aware that Aria was watching them, tried to see things from her roommate's perspective.It was clear to see Massimo and Tyler were fighting—that they hated each other. But Aria knew next to nothing about the mafia world. Maybe she would guess that they were enemies because of that.Or may
"Liar," Elena immediately accused. "That's not how any of this works.""Oh, but it is," Tyler insisted. "It's been quite a while, but old mafia kings have gotten replaced through other means than death and all out war. Other mafia heads can call for a vote of no confidence."Elena vaguely remembered