Page 34 of Die for You
“I won’t be long.”
Nico nods, and I casually walk toward the toilet, ensuring I make eye contact with the stranger.
There’s no point playing coy.
He could have remained incognito, but he wanted me to be aware of his presence.
He follows subtly as we duck and weave our way through the unsuspecting shoppers. They are oblivious. Must be nice to live a life where you’re not constantly looking over your shoulder.
Thoughts drift to Lettie.
I don’t want this for her. I don’t want this to be her legacy, which is why I decide that once I do this for Gianna, I’m out.
I will repay my debts, then I will make a life for me and Lettie—away from all this.
Maybe I can start fresh?
But I know I can never run too far from my demons, as they are never far behind.
Once I reach the bathrooms, I turn the corner, away from prying eyes, and wait for the man. He appears a moment later.
I don’t fear him because if he wanted me dead, I would be.
“Who are you?” I ask, not bothering with formalities.
“I was expecting your call,” he replies in a strong Italian accent.
So it’s his number that is programmed into my phone.
“Well, you saved me a call. What do you want?”
He has the audacity to laugh. “Gianna warned me about you.”
“In that case, I’m sure she also told you that I have no patience.”
It’s amazing how easily I slip into this persona, and I soon realize I am two people—I just don’t know who I like best.
“I am Vince, your contact here in Sicily. Gianna wants to keep you hidden, just for now. You are her secret weapon.”
It’s hard not to be a touch insulted that Gianna merely sees me as collateral she can use for her gain.
“Enzo is Aldo’s brother, and he will do anything to get his revenge. We must be careful. No one suspects you, which is why we will win.”
“And what exactly do we win?”
Vince arches a dark brow. “Power,” he states like I’m some imbecile for not knowing this.
This suddenly seems so insignificant in the greater scheme of things. Gianna wants power, and all I want is to ensure the safety of my child.
My priorities have shifted, but I remember not too long ago basking in the power and revenge of when I ended Father Merry’s life. So I can’t be judgmental of her priorities.
But that doesn’t change my mind.
I want out.
“What do you need from me?”
“Enzo isn’t like his honorable brother. He likes pretty…things.”
