Se connecter"There seems to be a misunderstanding," Elena stated sweetly, "because though my mother would love to cook for you all, I'm not sure your kitchen could handle it."Mrs. Winslow scoffed. "I doubt that, dear.""Alright," Elena said, getting up from her seat, "let's see about that."Without another wor
The week quickly flew by as Elena continued to take shifts as the Golden Gates Hospital. Before she realized it, the date of the dreaded Winslow family dinner was upon them. Elena took some solace in the fact that neither Noah nor Sloane looked especially excited.As the matter stood, Sloane tried t
Elena knew she was unlikely to get out of attending, but she remembered the importance of negotiating."You know, Jack was telling me how the wives and kids don't normally attend," she said slowly. "That seems so unfair. Why don't we make it a real big, proper family dinner and have everyone attend?
Cameron and Jack Winslow both took open seats in the nearby open living room. Noah quickly shot Elena and Sloane an apologetic look as he hurried through his breakfast, but it was clear to Elena that he wouldn't be telling his brothers to leave. By now, Elena had learned that Noah had more of a "gri
Elena hoped the little wolf was okay, and that it forgave her for leaving so suddenly. Surely, Massimo would take good care of it?Massimo sent Elena so many presents. He was trying to be sweet yet ended up being incredibly showy, too—in a way only Massimo could be.Elena was happy but also conflict
It was late, so Elena wasn't surprised that Noah and Sloane had already headed to bed for the night. She was a little disappointed though. Seeing them would've brightened her mood—plus they might've known why there were a bunch of packages for Elena.But since Elena was alone, there was only one way
"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
"Remember," Luca whispered from the ear piece, "you're looking for where their database is stored. That should be downstairs and then straight down the hall. If it's not, then there are still a few other places we can look.""Roger that," Massimo replied.He didn't voice his skepticism—namely that i
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







