Chapter 7
I found out later that Massimo had called while I was arguing with the insurance company about our plane.
More Russian mercenaries had attacked him while he was retrieving the Widow’s granddaughter. The two of them escaped, but there was no way Massimo could get the girl safely back to her grandmother. And since our jet was damaged, there was no way he could fly back home, either.
Niccolo told him to take the girl somewhere safe and lay low for a while.
Thankfully, Niccolo hadn’t known about our financial situation when they talked. Otherwise, he might have let something slip.
I was glad Massimo didn’t know; he had enough stress to deal with.
In fact, Dario ordered me not to tell anyone else about our financial crisis. For now, it would stay a secret shared amongst the three of us: the don, the consigliere, and the money man.
Which was fine by me. I didn’t want everyone to know that Fausto had stolen all our cash right out from under my nose.
Lars was not in favor of our plan to fly to Hong Kong. He wanted to keep the family under guard for our own safety – and since he didn’t know about our money issues, it seemed to him like an idiotic risk.
However, Lars also revealed that the attempted assassin had most likely been a woman from his past.
Bit of a shocker, that.
Dario granted his permission for Lars to hunt her down – over Niccolo’s strenuous protests. Niccolo thought our enforcer should guard the don, not chase after some former-flame-turned-assassin.Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.
So when Lars complained about us leaving for Hong Kong, Niccolo wasn’t having any of it.
“If you can do whatever the hell you want, why not me and Roberto?” he asked with faux sweetness.
Lars tried appealing to Dario but was overruled. And that was that.