Page 91 of Assassin's Obsession

Which I appreciate more than ever before, now that I have a family to protect.

"Thank you. I need to get Candi settled in." And the rest of her things moved over from Queens, along with her mom and sister.

Neither do I have time or the patience to deal with Miceli's warped sense of humor.

"Not to mention your future mother-in-law and sister-in-law, now that they are at your estate." That warped humor? Runs in the family.

"The fuck you say?"

"Apparently, Bianchi brought them to the estate to see Candi but was refused entrance while they were given access."

That would have really pissed the capo off. Derian definitely deserves a bonus.

Wild-eyed, Candi comes tearing out of the bathroom. "My mom and sister are here. Here!" she yells like I didn't hear the first time. "They're demanding to see me. You gotta undo that room door thing before mom calls the cops. I need clothes!Where are my clothes?"

Her body jiggles enticingly as she rushes around the room, like her clothes will magically appear. I disengaged one of the room safety protocols so I could send them and mine from last night down the laundry chute already.

Along with the towels I left on the floor of the bathroom. Which I never do, but fuck if getting inside Candi wasn't more important than my need for order earlier.

"I've got to go," I tell my laughing boss who can clearly hear Candi's yelling. "Thanks for handling things with Miceli."

Ending the call, I point toward the closet. "You have clothes in there."

"What?" She shakes her head. "Never mind. I don't care why I have clothes here. I'm just glad I do because if I go downstairs in a towel or one of your shirts, mom is going to start swearing in Polishandshe'll still probably call the cops."

That is something we'll have to educate Mira about. When you're part of the mafia, you don't call law enforcement. Ever. Which is one of the reasons I have the job I do.

Candi rushes to the closet while I read the messages that came in while I was talking to Severu.

Derian:B visiting the in-laws.

It wasn't sent priority so the message didn't make it past my DND settings. Derian made the call he could handle whatever was happening and apparently he did.

Derian:In-laws going for a drive with B. M along for the ride. I'm in the mood to take a couple of friends for a drive too.

Derian made sure that Mario rode in the car with Bianchi and Candi's family while he followed with two more of my men in his SUV.

Derian:In-laws here at the estate. Mom is agitated.

He waited until they got here to text me because Miceli isn't the only made man in our organization with a warped sense of humor.

The next message is from Mario.

Mario:Better bring Ms. Candi down here, boss. Your m-i-l could give Derian's mamma a run for her money dressing down the men in this family.

The Haitian firecracker has a reputation inla famigliaand no one messes with her, or her family. She's one of the few people I actually like.

A new message comes in.

Derian:Do you want me to block cell phone service so Mrs. Czabok can't call the police?

Shit. I rush into the closet and start throwing on clothes. As a concession to time, I only arm myself with four weapons.

"You seriously think you need a gun and three knives to meet with my mom and sister?" Candi demands, looking at me askance.

"I don't go anywhere unarmed."

Candi's eyes widen. "Even in your own home?"

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