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He turns around and stares at the ice. “I knew they were hiding something. This all makes sense.”

He spins back around, looking more serious than he just was. “Don’t speak a word of this to anyone. You don’t want to be on their bad side. Just do your job and don’t question anything. Hell, I wouldn’t even talk to the cop again. Don’t answer his calls or texts.”

“I have no plans of talking to him ever again or working with him, just so we’re clear.”

“Good.”

“Do you think-” I shake my head. “Nevermind.”

“What?”

I have no other choice. I’m desperate.

“Do you think you can find out where Spencer is? I really need him to hear my side of the story. If he still wants to break up and forget I ever exist, then so be it, but he should know the truth and not some story he made up in his mind.”

“You’re Spencer’s girlfriend?”

“I was until he told me to lose his number this morning.”

He stares at me, as if he’s trying to tell if I’m lying.

“I can show you the messages.”

He shakes his head. “They are your private messages. I don’t need to see them.”

He quickly glances at something behind my back before whispering, “Meet me outside the locker room in five minutes.”

I spin around as he pushes past me. My heart leaps in my chest and fear runs through my veins as I come face to face with the mafia boss himself, Arturo Marino.

Chapter Sixteen

SPENCER

The shooter was sentin on a suicide mission. He was a message to us and to Giuseppe Rossi.

After he rang the doorbell, he shot one of the Rossi men, and then took his own life. It was probably for the best, so he wouldn’t be interrogated.

Giuseppe Rossi is known as one of the worst interrogators alive. If he doesn’t get the answers he wants, you’re as good as dead.

Who sent him, though? That’s the question no one can answer.

Was he sent by the Reapers?

Anthony and AJ Fanucci? Would Joey and Francesca’s uncle and cousin do that to them? It’s no secret they don’t like the way Arturo and Joey are running things.

I glance over at Joey as he drives down the Rossi driveway. “I think we need to think outside of the box. Who would want to cause problems for you and your dad besides the Reapers and Rossi?”

“I don’t know, man.”

I wrack my brain, trying to think of anyone besides Anthony and AJ that might be capable of this. “Were there any other families in New York that your dad might have rubbed the wrong way?”

“Of course. That list would be a mile long, but after all these years? It just doesn’t make sense.”

“What about a recent business deal that went bad or anyone tied to your mother?”

“That’s a pretty hefty list, too. She was the Queen bitch in New York. She didn’t take shit from anyone. Men included.” He glances at me before adding, “She had to be a bitch. Mafia women have to be strong or it makes the entire family look weak.”

“I get that. Look at your sister. She’s strong and doesn’t take shit.”

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