Page 34 of The Mafia Princess

Remington tightened his tie and checked himself once more in the mirror. He thought he’d feel more anxious, but all he felt was excitement to marry Anna.

There was a knock on the bedroom door.

“Come in,” he said as he walked into the bedroom to grab his jacket.

“Hey, do you need anything?” Duncan asked.

He shook his head.

“Cool. I’ll go down with you. Everyone is here and ready.”

“Good. I want this part over.”

“I understand. I was the same way with Angel.”

The men walked downstairs and into a sunroom that was set up with chairs on either side of the aisle. At the end of it, the judge stood talking to his Uncle Angus and his cousins, and their women were getting ready to sit.

Duncan slapped his back. “Congratulations.”

“Thank you.”

He was straightening his cuffs when Alastair walked over to him.

“We might have a problem,” Alastair said.

“What?”

“You have a runaway bride.”

At first, he felt panic start to grow until he saw the twinkle in his cousin’s eyes. “Oh, really. How did you come about this information?”

Alastair’s lips twitched. “My wife said she was very nervous, and she walked off, and the girls haven’t seen her since.”

“You better know where she is.”

“I don’t yet, but I know a way we can find her.”

“Let’s go,” Remington said.

Alastair walked him down to the security room.

“Hey, Tony, we need help finding a runaway bride,” Alastair said.

The guys in the room laughed.

“Do you have to keep saying it that way?” Remington asked.

“Yes.”

Tony grinned and turned in his chair. “When did she go missing?”

Remington scowled. “You lads don’t have to enjoy this so much.”

There were snickers but no other comments.

“They got dressed in my and Beth’s room, and the girls came down thirty minutes ago.”

Remington watched Tony go through the video he had from that time period.

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