Semua Bab The Mafia’s Divorced Queen: Bab 1 - Bab 9

The day after Katerina shot up my car, her people came back with an empty crate.They wanted every contact file I'd put together for the Vitale family over the past seven years: lawyers, bankers, business associates, the wives of other family heads. There were also the people who'd arranged Theo's private meetings and covered for me afterward.“Ms. Bellano will be taking over the Donna's duties,” the woman at the door said. “She'd like you to hand over the remaining files.”I opened the notebook on top. The first page was in my handwriting, from seven years ago.Theo hadn't secured his position then. Plenty of people still refused to give him the time of day. I went with him to dinner after dinner, sometimes to help close a deal, sometimes to get close to a man he wanted dead.Which flowers a wife liked. Where her children went to school. Who hated whom.Theo never remembered any of it. I did. At first, I collected those details to work out who could introduce me to a target.Once, the

I woke the next afternoon. Every movement pulled at my shoulder, and breathing hurt my ribs.Theo sat by the window in yesterday's shirt, dried blood on one cuff. When he saw I was awake, he came straight to the bed and poured me some water.He tried to help me sit up. I flinched away.His hand stopped. Then he put the glass within reach.“No damage to your organs. But your shoulder needs rest, and you have a cracked rib.”He sat beside me.“I checked the assignments. Katerina diverted one escort car. That left you with only half your guards. I never should have given anyone else control of your security.”He paused.“Evelyn, I'm sorry.”I'd never heard him apologize like that. Theo usually dealt with mistakes by finding someone to punish.I was too tired to be grateful.“It's all right.”He looked at me, hopeful.“Katerina will be your Donna,” I said. “The family's affairs are hers to manage. I understand.”His face tightened.Before he could answer, heels clicked outside the room. Ka

From the hospital, I went straight to the South Port offices.The stitches were still in my shoulder. Even setting down my bag hurt. My secretary started to protest, but I asked for the finance, personnel and security files, along with six months of supplier records.As long as Theo's people controlled the company, they could still control my safety and my money.I spent the next week going through everything. Payment approvals, warehouse access, cargo schedules, security. I replaced the people in charge with employees who answered to me.I also had my lawyer prepare an asset list for the Vitale holding company. Which shares Theo owned. What he could transfer himself. What needed another signature. I went through every item and kept the file in my safe.When the new security chief handed me his roster, I read it twice.No one would divert my guards with a phone call again.Theo came several times. I said I wasn't well enough to see him.Once, he waited outside in the rain for an hour.

I squeezed my eyes shut.No scream. Just the sharp sound of metal striking stone.When I looked, Marco had Katerina's wrist in his grip. Her gun lay several feet away. The bullet had hit the ground beside Antonio.Theo's men had reached the courtyard. Marco had knocked her arm aside just in time.My knees gave out. Theo caught me, but I pulled away and stumbled toward Antonio.“Hospital. Get him to a hospital!”“Marco, call an ambulance. Clear the route.”His men lifted Antonio onto a stretcher. Only when the ambulance had left did I notice the blood running down my own arm.Theo reached for my shoulder.“You heard her!” Katerina shouted. “You heard how she spoke to me!”He turned.“I saw you break into her home, kidnap one of our men and put a gun to his head.”“He's a Vitale employee. I'm going to be the Donna. I have every right to discipline him.”Theo stared at her.“Is that what you think?”She hesitated.“Antonio has served this family for nine years. He was here when my father