(Elisa’s POV)I loved how my life turned out. One minute, I was lying beside the road with a bullet wound from people I thought were my friends, and here I was living a life of crime and loving it.I looked at my watch, realizing how late I was to get to the restaurant, and said, “I have to go. I need to run the books for my bar and restaurant.” I turned to Lorenzo and asked, “Are you coming?” I asked since he had insisted on tagging along.He glared at his father and said, “In a minute. I need to have a word with my father.”I nodded and headed out. But I decided to stay back and eavesdrop.“Seriously?” He asked the moment the door closed.“Son...”“You do this intentionally, don't you?” He asked angrily.I didn't understand what was going on, but now I was more intrigued and eager to listen.“What are you doing?” Arianna asked.“Sh…” I said softly as I continued to listen in, and Arianna joined in.“The kind of business we are in isn't something that can be taught, but you need to
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