Selina was lost for words. "Do you have any sense of shame at all? Look at you. Does it look like you're annoyed?"
Luke shrugged. "That's because I'm home."
Lost for words, Selina could only go and wash up.
During breakfast, Luke told her what happened.
After hearing the whole story, Selina's first words were, "You're not… going to help John 'comfort' Gianna, are you?"
Luke looked at her in surprise. "How is that possible? She's the young miss of the Camorra and is about to become the head of the family. I would've killed her if not for the fact that she can help me learn about the twelve members of the High Table."
Selina knew him too well. Seeing his expression, she knew that he was serious. She couldn't help but scratch her head. "No way. She's so devoted. I thought you would sympathize with her."
Luke took a sip of his latte. "Love - how many crimes have been committed under the pretense of this label?"
