Forty-eight:Emmilia Vitore I grabbed Tori and I took her to my room. Bianca noticed, and started to follow me, but she was stopped by one of the guards. “Mama?” Tori said. “Is everything okay, Mama?” I looked down at my daughter and I had to keep my face calm. I didn’t think Galileo would punish me for mourning his brother, since he was too, but I had no doubt that Donatello would. I looked down at Tori. “We’re going home, baby,” I said, “that’s why I look sad. I never thought that I would get to take you back to Boston with me.” Tori’s eyes widened. “We’re really going home?” I nodded. “Yes.” “But I thought we had to stay here?” she asked. “I thought you had to get married to new Daddy and that we had to stay in Italy.” “There’s been a change in plans. Don’t worry about it too much. But we’re all going to leave together tomorrow, alright?” Tori nodded. “Alright, Mommy. But promise me that you aren’t
Forty-nine:Cesare Luna To get someone that was a fixer out of hiding was not an easy thing to do. Titus Vitore showed up when he wanted to, where he wanted to, and half of the time you never knew if he was alive or dead. Given how I had ended up nearly beaten to death after our last meeting, I was surprised that he wasn’t dead. But my mother, Vera Luna, had dealt with men like my father all her life. Which meant she knew how to find people to clean up messes. People like Titus. So, we put the word out. And we waited. I didn’t like the idea of waiting. It meant that time would pass. I had no idea where Emmilia was. I didn’t know what my brother was doing with her. And I had no idea if my daughter was okay. Titus was the key to helping us find that out. Laura had made a call to Galileo. She knew that he would answer her calls still. She told him that father was dead and that I was too. It was all a ploy to try to get him to come back to Boston. Hopef
Fifty:Emmilia Vitore When I pictured my life back in Boston, it seemed like a whole world away. I wasn’t even sure how long I had been in Italy. But I knew that being back home made me feel easier. I had people there. People that if I found them, I could get them to help me get away from Galileo. All I had to do was put on a brave face for my daughter and then I would be able to get through the mess that I was in. I had never been to Galileo’s home. But that was the first place that we went. It was a penthouse, in a ritzy area, not far from where the Luna family home was. In contrast to Cesare’s pristine home, Galileo had walls painted different colors and art hanging from them from all over the world. Even being scared and hurt about everything, I couldn’t help but stop and marvel about it. “Wow!” I glanced back at Galileo. “I never pictured your place looking like this.” Galileo smirked. “You’ve pictured my place before? Well, that’s
Fifty-one:Cesare Luna “Are you sure you need to save her?” Laura asked me this as we were driving back to Boston. I looked at her. “Why would you ask that?” “I mean, as much as you hate to hear this, it is possible that she did fall in love with Galileo and they decided to get married. Besides, you always talk about how she was trying to kill you. You were hired to kill her first, even though you like to pretend that wasn’t the case.” I glared at my sister. “She’s not in love with Galileo. That’s not something she would ever do willingly.” “How do you know?” Laura said. “I mean, you never really saw the two of them together. I lived in the same apartment as her. I saw them. They had a certain something. I don’t think that Emmilia ever acted on it, but there was a chemistry between them. Maybe Emmilia didn’t want to marry you because she still hated you. She didn’t like that she was being forced into the wife role by her uncl
Fifty-Two:Emmilia Vitore Galileo had to give me his cell phone. Mine had long since been taken from me. There was also no way that he would give me one. He couldn’t have me calling someone that would help me. But Nikos Balis and I had once had something special. He had tried to kill my father and that had been the end of our relationship. If it hadn’t been for that though, we might have still been together. He was incredibly possessive. If I could figure out a way to let Nikos know what was happening, maybe I could get away from Galileo. But I had to do it in a way that would let him know that there was something wrong without alerting Galileo about it. If Galileo knew that I was trying to get away, he would kill Nikos. I couldn’t have another person’s blood on my hands. “Call him,” Galileo said. “What do I say?” I asked. “Tell him that you’re worried because you’ve been hearing rumors about Cesare being dead. Te
Fifty-three:Cesare Luna “What happened?” I asked Laura when she got back. We were back home, in Boston. I needed to find Emmilia’s father and it was hard to do that when I was supposed to be dead. Laura was doing my errands for me. I had to stay in the house, like a ghost. It was horrible, especially when I should have been going after my brother to get my girl back. Emmilia wasn’t his. He was using her to try and take over the family fortune because my daughter was the heir to the Luna fortune. That was the only reason he wanted her. He didn’t care about her at all. But I was in love with Emmilia, and when I got her back, I would do whatever it took to make her mine. Laura’s face was drawn as if she had seen something terrible. “Cesare, you aren’t going to like what I saw.” “What did you see?” “Emmilia knows that you’re dead, but she…” “But what?” I asked. “She thinks th
Fifty-four:Emmilia Vitore He had finally left me alone. I still had security guards with me. But he didn’t make me sleep in his bed when he realized I couldn’t remember what was happening. I stayed in a room with Tori. Galileo went to work on trying to find out what had happened with his father. On our third day back in the city, there was a knock on the door. “Emmilia? Are you there?” I recognized the voice. It was Vera, Galileo’s mother. I had been with Tori in the kitchen. I had made us sandwiches and drinks. We were sitting at the counter. “Who is that, Mommy?” Tori asked. I got up from the counter. “Give me a moment, honey. Stay right there.” I went to the door. “Vera, is that you?” “Yes,” she said, “can you open the door please? I don’t have a key and the security guards won’t open it for me. Which is ridiculous, because I’m Galileo’s mother.” “I would like to see her. She’s my daughter’s grandmother. Please, let her in.” I wa
Fifty-five:Cesare Luna I made the call I didn’t want to make. My family was planning my funeral, and I went to the New York state prison. I waited outside and a pair of guards brought out my uncle. He was almost an exact replica of my father. It was strange, like watching a clone come out. Marco, who had come with me, shivered a bit. “Why the fuck are we getting the worst man in the mob out of prison?” “Because, he knows where Emmilia’s mother is. And Emmilia’s mother is the one woman who is part of a family that is powerful enough that they can help take on my brother.” “Why haven’t you just asked me?” Marco said. “Are you really going to tell me where she is?” Marco shook his head. “No, because I’m more scared of her and her family then I am of you.” “See? That’s why I need the evil bastard. So that we can find her and help Emmilia. We haven’t been able to find The Fixer, and this is our last resort. Also, I’m starting