Gio poured a glass of wine for Kara, then Mario, then himself. Mario raised his glass with a shaky hand.
“A la famiglia,” Mario stated.
“To family,” Gio repeated and clinked glasses with Kara.
And what a family they would be.
17
GIO
A WEEK LATER…
Vincent’s brother was still MIA.
And every hour that passed made Gio’s temper run hotter.
Gio called his PI again. “Jasper, what the fuck? How difficult can it be to track down this thieving piece of shit?”
“I tracked him as far as Tulum. It’s not a big place but there’s lots of jungle, people can hide out there. Calm down. I will find him. You know me, I’m like a fucking bloodhound.”
“Have you run into Vasiliev’s guy? He was sending someone down there too.”
“Yeah, Adam Crane. We traded some intel. You want me to work with him? Like full time on this gig?”
“I think that’s best. I’ll send a text to Vasiliev to confirm.”
“Talk later.”
Gio texted Alek.
Best if my PI and yours work together on this one. We offer a lump sum bonus they can split, more incentive. You in?
Yes. 10K if they bring him directly to me.
That’s fine. But he’s got some of my money. I want it back.
You will get it. Now fuck off, Gio, I’m busy
Gio replied with a middle finger emoji.
Then he texted Jasper to confirm the bonus.
“Any word on Colton?” Kara asked.
He glanced across his office and stared at her incredible face.
She’d set up a second desk in here and was busy running her business as usual. Only, this time Gio wasn’t a client.
He’d already had friends ask him what the fuck was going on with him. Gio wasn’t out at any clubs or bars and didn’t want to stray too far from home. Too far from his woman. If he did go out, Kara was with him.
He really had lost his mind over this woman.
Or maybe, he’d finally found the missing piece in his life.
God knows he’d been restless for ages. And oddly enough, sex, alcohol, and money didn’t change anything. He wasn’t happier with more of that. A different woman every week offered a release, but the high was short lived.
But with Kara? He’d yet to come down.