*Giovani*
I stared after Olivia as she stormed away. I’d married a strong woman, but being betrayed by a parent would crack anyone.
That left me to handle clean-up.
I stood, cracking my knuckles, and made eye contact with Tallon. Olivia had gotten some good information, but we needed details if we were going to get Elio back, and details usually came harder.
Sal began struggling to his feet, but I put my hand on his shoulder and shoved him back down.
“Stay,” I snapped. “I think my wife had the right idea.”
Sal swallowed visibly.
“I’m sorry,” he babbled. “I never meant any of this to happen, I just—”
I laughed, loud and long. “Any of this? What about killing me?”
He leaned forward. “I wasn’t sure they were gonna kill you, just take you out of play, and—”
