I furrow my brow. “But you’re sure it’s from Matteo?”

It would be weird if someone else picked that exact same spot to leave notes, but who knows? Maybe someone has a strange way of arranging dates or drug sales or whatever.

“It’s his handwriting.” Adriano presses his lips together as he pulls out his phone.

I shift in the chair and lift my gaze to him. “What are you thinking?”

He’s silent for a long moment. “The restaurant is basically in the middle of nowhere. If he’s going to be there, I can attack him without a problem. If my men approach from both sides of the road, it’ll be hard for him to escape.”

“Isn’t that weird? How does he expect me to goall the way there? It has to be a trap. He wants you to go there, and then he’ll attack you.”

“There’s a bus station close by. It’s possible he knows you took the bus already and that it shouldn’t be a problem for you.”

“Does that area belong to anyone, though?” I tilt my head.

“No.”

“Ah, so maybe that’s why. It’s far away from the city so he doesn’t have to worry about you finding him.”

Adriano nods. “That’s probably it, and he thinks he’ll see my men coming. But I can find a way to hide them until it’s too late for him to run. I’ll just make sure all the ways out are covered. A day is enough to set it all up.”

I glance at the screen again. “The note says tomorrow night. How is he sure I’ll see it in time?”

“He’s not, but if you can’t make it or don’t find the note, he’d probably just leave you another one with a different date and time. It’s not a problem for him like it’s supposed to be for you.”

“Right. But you’re not going yourself. Your men are.” I give him an expectant look. “There’s no reason for you to put yourself at risk in case it actuallyisa trap. And if it’s not, he’ll recognize you right away and then who knows what will happen.”

“I’m going. It has to be me.”

I rise to my feet. “But why?”

“Because I need to make sure that he’s really gone. I don’t want to put my trust in someone and then have them lie to me. I mostly trust my men, but a lot of things can happen. I need to be there.”

I search his eyes for something, but he gives me nothing. No clues about what he might be thinking, which means it’s probably something important.

“Do you think the two of you can strike a deal?” I bite down on my lip.

“I don’t know. I don’t think so.”

“But would you like to?”

He lets out a loud sigh. “I don’t know. He kidnapped you and threatened you and the babies, and that’s not something I can easily forgive. He and I have been enemies for a very long time, even when we were together. Gennaro twisted his views of me, and I don’t know if I can trust anything he promises me.”

“Then you’ll do what needs to be done.” I don’t like it because letting my husband just walk straight into danger feels wrong.

But he’s right. It’s something he needs to do, because we don’t know what will happen. Maybe he and Matteo can really bury the hatchet, or maybe they can’t. But they have tofigure it out.

Adriano slips his phone into his pocket and places his hand on my cheek. “Don’t worry about anything. I’ll come back to you.”

“You promise?” I whisper.

“I promise.” His lips brush mine.

CHAPTER 18

Adriano

Everything is ready, and my men have given me the green light to approach the restaurant with my car. We’ve been studying the area with drones and every other possible way we could find, and my men have slowly moved closer to the restaurant during the day.