Page 28 of Sinful Daughter (Dark Mafia Sins 2)

“She’s beautiful no matter what.” Gia gives me a peck on the other cheek. She studies me, similarly to my mom. “You sure you’re okay though? You look off.”

Raising my hands, I exclaim, “I’m fine! I’m tired and grumpy because we all had a shitty night.”

Mom gives me a sad smile before going back to her baking. It smells like fresh bread in here.

“Has Luca come down yet?” I ask.

My mother shakes her head. “Mancini died last night in a holding cell. Not sure if we will see him today or not.”

“Riiight,” Luna drawls out. “It has everything to do with Mancini and nothing to do with him wanting to bang his wife all day.”

Mom raises her rolling pin at my sister’s vulgarity. “Luna, seriously, be a lady,” she scolds.

“Like me,” I chime in, smiling.

“More like Gia, she means,” Katrina adds in, scratching at her long sleeves.

“How did Mancini die?” I ask, taking a seat at the table. Everyone looks around at each other, avoiding my eyes.

“The report hasn’t come out yet.” Our mom places a basket of fresh bread in the middle of the table.

“It was decided last night that Luca would become a made man soon,” Luna says, digging into the hot fresh bread. I don’t miss the frown my mother gives her.

To become a made man, my brother would have to do something big for the family. Such as kill Mancini, the head boss of the other Italian family. Once Luca is initiated, he’ll officially be able to take over the role of our father’s one day. Becoming a made man gives him the power to have a crew under him. Him being our father’s son will make everyone give him more respect, and he’ll have more control within the business.

I take a slice of bread and squeeze honey on the hot, soft dough. I pretend not to pay attention to Luna so my mother doesn’t have to worry about me knowing too much. If food can’t solve my problems, at least it will make me feel better.

CHAPTER 18

Iwalk intomy captain’s office; he looks like he wants to murder someone. Grant sits in one of the chairs in front. I give him a look as if to askwhat?And he shakes his head.

“Where the hell have you been, Fox?” my captain asks, raising his voice with frustration.

“Why? What’s wrong?” I take a seat, confused. Did someone see me enter the Rossi compound after we left? My mind races as I retrace my steps.

“Mancini is dead.” My captain hits his desk, looking right at me as if this is my fault.

I look to Grant for confirmation, my eyes growing larger. “How the hell did that happen?”

My captain’s face is turning redder by the second. His neck is stretched with anger. I wanted to question Mancini myself.

“This should make it easier to get the guys to talk,” I think out loud.

“They’re tighter-lipped than before,” Grant tells me.

“How did he die?”

“The coroner can only detect a heart attack. I don’t believe it. It has to be someone loyal to the Rossis.”

“That’s impossible. They watched Mancini the whole time, right?”

Grant speaks up. “The guard left for less than five minutes to take a piss, and Mancini was dead when he returned.”

“Grant, Theo.” He points to us. “Get a warrant for Rossi’s compound. I want in there today.”

“All due respect, their daughter almost died yesterday.”

Both Grant and my captain look at me like I’ve grown two heads.

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