Page 40 of Lie to Me

“So… I did bring you here to update you, but I also brought you here because it’s girls’ night and you are now officially part of that,” she says with a grin. I cock a brow at her.

Behind me, the elevator sounds and I turn to see a man enter. He’s definitely not a Romano, and he doesn’t look like one of their guards, so I’m curious to see who he is since he can just walk in here as he pleases.

“Bestie.” The man grins at Izzy before turning to Enzo’s wife.

“Robyn! I’m surprised Enzo hasn’t locked you away somewhere yet,” he says with a smirk. She laughs while Izzymutters, “It’s not for lack of trying,” just loud enough for me to hear.

He then turns to me and cocks his head. Something flashes behind his eyes, but it’s gone too quickly for me to interpret it.

“You’re new,” he says.

I raise a brow at him, but stay silent.

“Ah. You must be Marco’s girl. I’m not gonna catch it from being here with you three, am I?”

“Catch what?”

“Commitment,” he deadpans.

“You might off those two,” I wave to Izzy and Robyn, “but you certainly won’t get it from me.”

“He hasn’t gotten you to come around yet? Whatever happened to all of that Romano charm?”

I roll my eyes, trying to go for nonchalant when I’m internally agreeing with him. Only things are so much more complicated than anyone knows…

“Anywaaaay,” Izzy drawls, taking the attention away from me. “Ignore Alec, I do. I have an update for you.” She shoots me a pointed look, suddenly serious, and I bite my lip.

“From what I’ve gathered, whoever hired the guy to deliver the notes to you is also the guy who hired the men who attacked the docks that night and ended up shooting Marco. I talked to Luca and Marco about that, but we haven’t determined yet whether they’re targeting you because of Marco, or if they were targeting him because of you.”

I nod along with what she’s saying, trying to figure out who the hell would care enough about me to not only target me, but to target the Romanos too.

“I know you and Marco aren’t currently speaking, which is why I’m the one telling you this and not him, since he wants to give you some space. You need to tell your brother what’s going on, Sloane. It’s not just little notes left under your door anymore.And if Finn finds out we know about it and didn’t tell him? He’ll lose his shit.”

I sigh. I knew this was coming, but it’s still hard to accept. My brother will lose his damn mind when I do tell him, and I’ll have to fight like hell for him not to keep me under lock and key. I love my brother to death, but I’m not going back to living my life the way I grew up for anyone.

“I’ll tell him tomorrow,” I murmur.

“Great,” Izzy says with a clap of her hands. “Now, who wants pizza?”

Once again, I find myself staring up at my childhood home. I’d texted Finn this morning and told him I needed to talk to him about something. Of course, he told me to come over straight away and offered to send me a driver.

No use putting it off, I suppose.

I walk into the house and find Finn sitting at the kitchen island, scrolling on his phone. His head snaps up when he hears me enter and a wide smile spreads across his face.

“Hey, sis.”

“Hey.”

“So, what do you need to talk to me about? Does it have anything to do with a certain ex-boyfriend of yours?”

“Kinda,” I say and bite my lip, trying to force myself to get the words out. “But not how you think.”

His brows furrow and he nods once before motioning for me to sit down. Once I do, I take a seat and tell him everything.Everything.I watch as a range of emotions spread across hisface. Shock to anger. Anger to burning rage. Burning rage to sadness. Sadness to gut clenching sorrow.

“Why the hell didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“Answer me something, Finn. How tempted are you to make me move back in here and quit my job right now?”

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