Page 109 of Hot Momosa

“No, wait. She knew Enzo.” I shiver ran down my spine. “I remember now. A woman called him by name right before…”

Leo zoomed in tighter on the woman’s face and scratched his jaw. “Would you mind if I took your phone to the waiting room to show my family? If she’s a friend or employee, one of them may recognize her.”

I’d known him too long to miss the lie. He knew something. He either recognized the woman or the man, or something else in the video.

A mob hit? Another one? Just when we thought the Cosa Nostra was behind us?

“There’s no need to traumatize Shanna. Wait until tomorrow. The police will enlarge it and clean it up.” My father reached for his cell.

“No. Show them now.” I handed the phone to Leo. “I want this over, once and for all.”

Leo’s eyes widened a fraction as if he caught my true meaning. I wanted to know if this was related in any way shape or form to his family’s former business enterprise.

My dad sighed. “I’ll need to come with you to enter the security codes. The phone has classified information.”

Leo met my gaze. “Will you be okay here for a few minutes? Stuart will stay with you.”

“Of course.” I waited until they’d left the room before turning to Stuart. “Who is she?”

He shifted his weight from one foot to the other. “The picture is fuzzy and those glasses…”

“Who do you think she is?”

“Francesca Abruzzo. She goes by Frankie.”

I’d never heard of Francesca, or Frankie, specifically. However, I definitely knew of the Abruzzos. Like the Marchionnis, they were one of five ruling families of the Cosa Nostra—a rival ruling family.

Sophia Abruzzo had admitted she’d tried to strong-arm one of Enzo’s waitresses into poisoning the soup at Gabe and Maggie’s rehearsal dinner. Just as troubling, Sophia was the prime suspect in the hit that had ended Joe and Rebecca’s lives.

What would the Abruzzos want with Harrison’s ex? Better question. What do they want with me?

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