Page 132 of Mafia Daddy's Christmas Bride
"Isabella?" Angelica's small voice calls from the hallway. "Are you making lunch soon? I'm hungry."
"Coming, sweetheart," I call back. I splash cold water on my face and take a deep breath.
I have time to decide what to do.
For now, there's a little girl waiting for me, my baby's half-sister, and she needs lunch.
The rest—the notebook, the FBI, Roman's absence, and now this baby—can wait.
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ROMAN
Fucking Salvatore.
He failed to make the appropriate payoffs. Luckily, I got here in time to ensure our shipments got through.
But of course, once that fire was out, another flared up.
I’ve been up for… God, I don’t even know how long.
I really need to crash.
More than that, I need to deal with Isabella.
Isabella.
The image of her sitting with that FBI agent while Angelica plays nearby makes my blood boil all over again. What the hell was she thinking?
With my daughter right there.
La Corona is already watching her every move, and she pulls this shit?
I don't care if she claims she was ambushed. She should have walked away and called me.
"Ginetti, we need you to sign off on these manifests." One of the dock supervisors slides papers across the makeshift desk.
I nod, scrawling my signature without really reading. My mind is elsewhere.
The notebook.
Isabella had said her mother called it insurance.
What the hell is in those pages that could have protected her?
My phone buzzes. Another problem needing my attention. I down my cold coffee and stand.
The sooner I finish here, the sooner I can get home and find out exactly what Isabella has discovered.
I'm grabbing my jacket to leave when Salvatore appears in the doorway of the makeshift office.
His face is set in that permanent scowl he wears whenever Isabella's name comes up.
"Ginetti, we need to talk." He doesn't wait for an invitation, just shuts the door behind him.
I suppress a groan. "I'm heading out, Sal. Whatever it is can wait."
"It's about your wife." He spits the word like it tastes bad. "Word is she's still meeting with the Feds."
