Page 84 of Inherting the Mafia

Hopefully not the same doctor.

"What happened here?" Franco asked as he looked around with rounded eyes.

It did kind of look like a war zone.

"Beach party gone bad." I smirked. "Someone forgot to bring the beer so I shot them."

Franco's eyebrows lifted nearly to his hairline. "You did all of this?"

"Some of it." I winced as I glanced around. "I guess my body count went up again."

"Has Borelli's men arrived yet?" Vito asked.

Franco pointed to the stranger. "That's Borelli's guy right there."

"And the situation at the villa?"

"Borelli's men and your men took care of it. Everyone that lived has been locked up until we know who in the hell sent them."

"The Romanos."

Franco cocked an eyebrow.

It took several minutes for Vito and I to tell the story of what had happened, starting back to the day I was conceived and going forward through time from there.

By the time we were done talking, Vito and I were kind of slumped against each other. Him from his wound and me from exhaustion.

We really needed that nap.

"You can take the stairs up or ride in one of the boats to get to the docks where a car can take you back to the villa. Me and my men will take care of all of this."

"I vote boat," Vito said instantly. "I came down those stairs. There is no way in hell I am climbing back up them."

"Well, I ain't going back up the way I came," I countered. "I've been ordered not to do that anymore."

Vito huffed as he grabbed my arm and started leading me toward one of the boats. I thought it was going to be just the two of us until Carmine and the stranger climbed into the boat with us.

Vito squinted at the man as we got underway. "Do I know you?"

"This is Roman Borelli," Carmine said. "RomanLeonardoBorelli."

"Leonardo?" Vito's eyebrows snapped together. "But isn't he—"

Carmine's smile was a surprise, especially when he aimed it at Roman. "We were both lied to. The men that captured us when we tried to escape made it seem like each of us had died. I only saw Leonardo's broken and bloody body and heard someone say he was dead. Same as Roman."

"And you two haven't had the chance to meet in like fifty years?" Vito asked.

"We were from separate families in different areas of Italy, the chances of us meeting were pretty slim so they've been able to get away with separating us for all of these years."

I was listening with rapt attention, but I really had no idea what was going on. I hoped Vito would explain it to me later.

"So, what are you going to do now?" Vito asked.

Carmine smiled as he grabbed Roman's hand and held it. "Get to know the man I fell in love with fifty years ago."

Say what?

Vito leaned over to whisper in my ear. "Long story. I'll tell you later."

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