Page 61 of Memento Mori
“I assume it was Grasso’s guards when Don Rizzo breached the room because they were all dead when we found him.”
“And Grasso too?” I asked.
“Yes ma’am,” Luca replied. “No one was left alive.”
“My father?” I asked, praying he made it out alive.
“He’s alive,” Luca informed, and I let out a sigh of relief. “He said he’ll get in touch.”
“Thank you, Luca.”
It was impossible to know where Abasi was or what he was up to. As long as he was alive, I didn’t mind waiting a few days to hear from him.
“Any other casualties?” I asked.
It was time to behave like a Donna. Our men had helped Tony take out the threat. I was responsible for making arrangements for the families if anyone had died.
“We lost eight.”
With a solemn expression, I nodded. “Have their bodies returned to the States. We’ll pay for everything.”
“Okay, Donna,” Luca said. “If you don’t need anything else from me, I’ll get started.”
“That will be all.” I placed my hand on his arm to stop him when he started to walk away. “Thank you for all that you do for the Family. It won’t be forgotten.”
“Thank you, Donna,” he said before he walked off.
I faced Abel. “I need to go see the doctor then call Alessandro and Chantal.”
Abel gave a nod and proceeded to follow me to the medical suite. I was taken aback when Antonio revealed the sterile room, complete with the latest medical technology. He explained that Papa Rizzo never wanted to be caught without having a place for him or his men to go if something happened. I hate that now this place his father knew was needed was actually being used to help keep my husband alive.
I didn’t know what his injuries were, but I did know they had to be bad. There was so much blood, and he was unconscious. He didn’t even know I was there.
“Are you ready?” Abel asked, as we reached what Antonio referred to as the medical wing of the house.
I wasn’t, but I was Donna of this family, and I took my role seriously. “Yes,” I said, pushing the door open.
I walked along the corridor until we reached the area where Antonio was being held. A man in light green scrubs came up to me.
“His injuries cannot be treated here. He’s stable enough to be transported, Donna.”
“I understand. How soon will he be moved?”
“Immediately. I’ve already put in for an ambulance. It should be here any minute.”
“Are you sure?” I asked anxiously, worried that the ambulance’s arrival and transport time would be too long, risking his life.
“The hospital isn’t far. Doctor Romero will meet it.”
“He knows to be discrete?”
I didn’t want to deal with the police. Right now, I wanted to focus on Antonio.
“He does. The Rizzo Family has worked with him in the past. I’m going to go check and see how far out it is. The Don is being prepped to be moved.”
“Can I ride with him?”
A softness came over his eyes. “I wouldn’t recommend it, Donna. We need all available workers inside if something happens.”
