Page 23 of Inherting the Mafia

Carmine sighed. "We can't pass up a chance to get into bed with the Borelli family, as much as it galls me to do business with that man."

"I wouldn't mention that if I was you."

"No, no, of course not."

If anything, Carmine's sense of etiquette when it came to business would keep him from saying anything to Borelli. I would have to warn Borelli about my uncle and let him know that bringing his husband to any meetings was probably not a good idea.

Not because he should be ashamed of being married to a man, but because I didn't want Nicky to be exposed to my uncle. Nicky seemed like a good guy and didn't deserve that kind of animosity. I didn't deserve it either, which was why I doubted I would ever tell my uncle that I was gay.

"Let's talk about this later, Uncle. Right now, I need you to look at those surveillance videos. I need to know who put that bomb on the plane."

"You're right, of course. I'll go take a look and get back to you."

I had never been so glad to get off the phone with my uncle as I was in that moment. I really wished he'd get over his hang-ups when it came to gay men. There was nothing wrong with being gay, even in the mafia.

Borelli was proof of that. He was no less lethal than he had been before he came out as gay. If anything, he had become more dangerous since marrying his husband. He had something to protect now.

I stuck my phone back into my pocket and walked out of the security room to see if Borelli's men had arrived yet. I wasn't sure I wanted to mention the conversation I'd had with my uncle to Tony, but I did need to warn him about Carmine's dislike of gay men.

Hell, for all I knew, he could be thinking the same way. Better to not mention I was gay. I preferred my brain without a bullet in it.

"Are Borelli's guys here yet?" I asked when I spotted talking with Mateo near the door.

"Not yet," Tony said as he turned to me. "Were you able to reach your uncle?"

"I did. He said he'd call if he found anything." Carmine had said a lot more than that, but now wasn't the time to bring that up.

"I actually kind of hope he doesn't because that means there is someone in Italy out to kill me."

"We already know there is someone in Italy out to kill you," I reminded him. "It doesn't matter if they are here in America or back in Italy. We'll catch them." I wasn't sure how, but I promised myself to make it happen.

I turned toward the door when I heard a vehicle pull up. When I saw two large black SUVs, I gestured to one of the guards to go out and check on who it was.

I wasn't about to let Tony go out there.

When the guard came back, Vinnie Borelli was with him.

"I didn't expect you, sir."

Vinnie shrugged. "I wanted to come and see what all the noise is all about."

I had no idea what to say to that.

Vinnie gestured to a very large man that stepped into the office behind him. "This is Fred. He works for a friend of mine, but he knows his stuff. Jake loaned him to me with the understanding that I return him in one piece."

I shook Fred's hand. "Thank you for coming."

"Mr. Borelli said that you found an unexploded bomb?" the massive man asked.

"Yeah, we found it in the bathroom paper towel dispenser on Mr. D'Angelo's personal airplane."

"Everyone should stay here for their own safety." Fred nodded once and started walking toward the hangar.

"Hey, are you sure you can disarm it?" I asked. "It's not worth your life."

The man gave me a quick nod. "I was a demolition expert in the service. I've got this."

I hoped so.

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