Page 59 of Mafia Kings: Dario

“But – ”

He turned and glared at me, his eyes furious.

“…thank you for saving me,” I whispered.

He stared at me for a second longer, then turned back to the road.

Neither he nor I said another word on the way back to the mansion.

17

Dario

At first I felt only relief that Alessandra was safe.

Soon after that, I became furious with her for disobeying me –

But I put it aside.

There were more important things to worry about.

Two days ago, we had intercepted a spy in our territory. Lars had gunned him down at Alessandra’s café, but we still didn’t know what he was doing there in the first place.

Now I’d just found out there weretwospies less than a mile away from my home –

And one of them had been deep undercover as a priest.

Spies who had killed themselves rather than subject themselves to questioning…

…probably because they knew it would have involved torture, and that we would have eventually broken them.

But they could have justtoldus. I would have let them live – evenpaidthem – if they’d ratted out their employers.

But instead, they chose suicide over betrayal.

Who the hell amongst our enemies could command that kind of loyalty?!

I wasn’t even certain the men inourorganization would die for my family. Not like that.

The only ones Iwassure about were my brothers and Lars.

Who wasthis phantom adversary who stalked our every move?

And what was his plan?

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Alessandra

Niccolo, Lars, and Valentino were waiting for us as Dario’s Bugatti drove into the garage.

“I spoke to Adriano on the phone,” Niccolo said as soon as we got out of the sports car. “What the hell happened?!”

“Valentino, take her to the study,” Dario ordered. He, Lars, and Niccolo stayed behind in the garage to talk.

The youngest Rosolini brother walked with me back to the house. He shook his head sympathetically. “I wouldn’t want to beyoufor all the gold in the Vatican.”

I spent ten long, agonizing minutes in the study, awaiting my fate –

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