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“Probably, but tread carefully until we find out. Don’t go passing on any news until I talk to some people.”
“I won’t.”
Free. Paige was free. Hopefully.
“I’ll go tell your mother,” Pops said, and he left the room.
Dominic slipped his phone into his pants pocket. “What do you think?”
“I shouldn’t be surprised. Some of the other families probably had a few contracts out on him.”
“I don’t think so.”
“How would you know?”
He shrugged. “It’s my business to know.”
Whatever. Moretti was dead. Paige was likely a free woman. Anything else was just unimportant details.
“You two lovebirds can go back to your little mafia princess romance,” Dominic joked as his phone buzzed again.
“Don’t even go there. I’m going to say goodbye to Mom,” I told him, leaving him standing there texting.
***
I couldn’t resist Mom’s offer of a plate of cannoli. Half an hour later, Dominic was still around waiting at the front door for me.
“What? You need a ride?” I asked.
He smirked. “I can’t believe the timing. It’s just too perfect.”
“It is, isn’t it?”
“Way too perfect.”
Something about his voice told me he knew more. “What?”
Dominic ran his thumb across his lip and grinned. “Oh, nothing. I’m not suggesting this was anything but dumb luck… But guess where Sophie B did a DJ gig last night?”
“Where?”
“Palermo.”
I let that sink in.
Western Europe Burn Unit. Dominic had told me Sophia was a part of it. I nearly forgot about that little tidbit he had dropped.
I knew very little about the Western Europe Burn Unit, but they weren’t a medical organization. They weren’t a non-profit. Specifically, they took care of difficult problems, which was Dominic’s department.
“Damn,” I hissed. “Wow. Are you suggesting...”
He cut me off. “I’m not suggesting anything.”
“Right.”
“All I’m saying is you might want to be careful how you treat Paige. Her sister is not someone to mess with. Or is she your future sister-in-law?” Dominic asked.
“Uh...”
He winked and jingled the keys in his pocket. “After everything you’ve done to protect Paige, she better be the one. Especially now that Pops knows.”
Dominic turned and left through the front door.
I looked out at his car as he left, scratching my head.
