Page 39 of Inherting the Mafia

I was fully aware of that fact that Luca Sabatino was based here. I was just a little concerned with the fact that we had been taken to his territory.

"You don't think Luca could be behind this, do you?"

"No," Vinnie replied without hesitation. "While Luca can be ruthless, he's not someone who would do something like this.His only concern in life is the health and safety of his husband. Don't mess with Nico and Luca won't mess with you."

I knew the guy had gotten married. I'd met Nico at the conclave we had awhile back. I just didn't know much about the man, or both men.

"Okay, give him a call."

"Can I reach you at this number?"

"Yes, I don't want to turn my cell phone on if I don't have to. I'm worried that we're being tracked."

"I'm less worried about that and more worried about why someone would dump you in Luca's territory."

Yeah, that was a concern as well.

Chapter Eleven

~ Anthony ~

Driving to some unknown location that was run by a mob boss I didn't know was not my idea of a fun time. I was especially anxious because Vito seemed so tense.

"Is this a good idea?"

Vito let out a small snort. "Probably not."

Yeah, I didn't think so.

"Couldn't we just drive to Genoa?"

"We could," Vito admitted, "but I think there is something hinky going on there and I don't really feel safe taking you back there. Not until I figure it out."

"You got that, too?" I asked. I'd been thinking along those lines for awhile now. It just seemed a little too easy for all of these things to be happening to use when we'd been so cautious.

"I don't want to, but it's the only explanation. Someone has to be tracking our movements and giving it to whoever is doing this."

"Any ideas who?"

"No, and that aggravates me. I thought I could trust all of our people, or at least the ones close to us. I don't like feeling like I can't."

"It might not be all of them, you know?" I didn't want Vito to distrust every member of the organization, especially since I was just now coming onto the scene. I needed to know there were people beneath me that I could count on.

"No, but until I have concrete proof who is behind this, everyone is on my suspect list."

I turned wide eyes toward Vito. "Am I on that list?"

"You're the reason for that list."

That didn't sound any better.

"I think we're here," Vito said as the car slowed and came to a stop in front of a large metal gate. There were two guards standing outside, one on either side of the gate.

My eyebrows shot up when the gates opened and we were allowed inside without anyone knowing our name. The guards didn't even approach the car.

"Wow," was the only thing I could think of to say when we pulled through the gate and went up the driveway. I'd seen massive villas in magazines and movies, but I'd never seen one in real life before. This place was stunning.

"Your estate in Genoa looks a lot like this," Vito explained. "I think it might be a little bigger." This place could take up a whole city block in New York City. If my villa was bigger, it would be insane.

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