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“She looks like a bloody angel.”
I sip my whiskey, noting that my bother thinks Michela is beautiful. It bothers me more than it should. Severio would never take anything of mine, but I can’t help feeling like he shouldn’t comment on her beauty.
My brother drops the weight and smiles. “What’s the matter, little brother?”
My middle finger twitches. “Is there anything else you want to talk to me about?”
He changes spots and wipes his face again. I check the clock. He’s scheduled to remain in the workout room for at least another fifteen minutes, but it doesn’t look like he’ll exercise more.
“Thing is, Corrado, there’s heat on her now, and she’ll need to either disappear or face the federal agencies. In the latter case, she’ll sing.”
“She won’t say anything.”
“Birds sing, brother. It’s what they do, and it’s why we stay away from them. And if we like them, we vet them. You could bring her to the island.”
“You’ve thought about bringing her to the island?” He’s been baiting me, and I’m biting down hard.
Severio chuckles. “You married because you thought she would be an asset. Fine. As an asset, she’s served her purpose. Now she’s a liability. Let me take care of her.”
“No.”
“Then bring her in.”
“She won’t come. She won’t leave New York. Besides, I don’t want her on the island with the others. Members of the Order have partners who know nothing about us. I don’t have to bring her in or do anything with her besides keep her safe. I owe her that much.”
“You’ll have to do better than that. You must be ready. This is what I’ll do. I’ll find out what the feds are gearing up to offer her for singing, and I’ll make her a better offer while you leave the country and let her brother take care of the nasty business.”
“Her mother is in rehab, and her brother is in prison. She won’t leave.” I barely convinced her to move out of her apartment.
“Is she with you for the money?” Severio asks.
I snort. “I wish.”
“You wish?”
I nod. “She’s in it for the job with Evans.”
“Henry Evans?”
“Yeah.”
“Huh. He knows your marriage is fake?”
“He knows we’re dysfunctional, so it’s looking normal to everyone.”
“Have you asked her to come with you?”
I shake my head. “I already know the answer.”
“But have you asked?”
“I haven’t, and I won’t.”
“Why? Because it’s possible she’s in this marriage for you.”
I lean in. “No sane woman would be in a marriage for me.”
“You’re not a monster, Corrado.”
