Page 67 of Mafia Don's Secret Twins

I don’t know what my father has planned for them. Knowinghim, I’m very sure that it’s something brutal and unspeakable, but I can’t imagine that he’s going to kill them all right away.

Potentially.

The dress is beginning to dig into my sides. I shift, but I still don’t move to take it off.

Dino. Bernadino.

Drakos.

Do I even know him?

There’s a slight sound at my door. I freeze, then notice a small piece of paper shoved underneath.

This could be…

Well. Honestly, I have no idea what it could be.

I creep over to it and retrieve it.

Unfolding the paper, I blink twice reading the message.

Meet me in the garden.

There’s no additional information. Nothing that would signify who sent the note. I don’t know how to explain it, but the handwriting doesn’t look Slavic, so that rules out Pavlovic and Volkov. Costa’s English isn’t very good, and neither is the Frenchman’s, if Andretti’s information is accurate.

Leaving me with Johnny… or Dino.

I’ve never even seen his handwriting.

In a normal world, I’d know what his handwriting looks like. It would be on school forms for our girls. It would be all over everything that we do together, as a couple. Maybe he would have even written me a card or a note, something for our anniversary.

This is not normal.

I squeeze my eyes shut.

The note doesn’t say when I should meet this mysterious person in the garden. Only that I should.

How the hell do any of them even know about a garden anyway?

My father’s estate is… well. Closely guarded, to say the least. It’s not something that he advertises, especially because it would also advertise his weaknesses.

But someone knows he has a garden.

And someone wants me to meet them in it.

I would.

If I could get around my guard dog.

Cautiously, I open the door to my room and peer into the hallway. Andrei is nowhere to be seen, which feels…

Well.

Even if I can’t see him, I have no doubt that he’s there.

He might not be watching right outside of the door, but he wouldn’t be Andrei Moretti if he simply walked away from guarding me.

Shit.

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