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Her eyes narrow, but some of the anger fades from her expression. "My safety?"
I nod, relieved she's listening. "If there are cops involved in Lazaro's disappearance, it means you could be in danger too. I need you to be careful." While I don’t want her blabbing about my investigation, perhaps Elio needs to know about all this. Certainly, he’d put more guards on her or whatever Mob men do to protect their families.
"What do you mean, be careful?"
"Just… be aware of your surroundings. Don't go anywhere alone. If you're pulled over, call me immediately. And if there are any more searches?—"
"There won't be any more searches.” She waves her hand and steps away from me.
I blink, caught off guard by her statement. "How can you be sure?"
A small smile plays on her lips. "Let's just say the situation has been handled."
My detective instincts kick into high gear. What does she mean by “handled'? Has Elio done something?
The implication behind her confident statement sends a chill down my spine. “What exactly do you mean by that? What did you do?"
She meets my gaze, unflinching. "We paid a visit to Rinella.”
"What kind of visit?" I press, dreading the answer.
Lana shrugs, her nonchalance at odds with the gravity of the situation. "We made it clear that his actions were unacceptable. Let's just say he got the message."
I run a hand through my hair, anxiety gnawing at my gut. "Please tell me you didn't do anything drastic.”
She rolls her eyes. “Relax, Henry. No one was seriously injured. We just made our point."
Her words do little to ease my concern. 'Seriously injured' still implies some level of harm. And knowing the D'Amatos' reputation, I can only imagine what 'making their point' entailed.
"What exactly did you do?" I ask, my voice low and urgent.
She gives me a piercing stare. “Do you look into other families like you and your partner are looking into mine?”
“You’re changing the subject.”
“You know mine isn't the only family accused of questionable activities. Why are you and your partner so focused on mine?”
I swallow. I already mentioned Peter’s father’s murder and its possible connection to Lazaro to her. But I don’t need herwondering if Peter is targeting her family. “I’m sure other cops are working other families. The FBI for sure is watching.”
She smirks. “Right. They can’t even figure out who is the head of The Outfit.”
I arch a brow. “Who is?”
She feigns innocence. “How would I know? I’m a legitimate businesswoman.”
“So you have no reason to hurt Rinella?”
“Oh for Pete’s sake, Henry. This isn't 1930s Chicago. Or 1980s New York. Rinella and his family are fine. Just forewarned.”
That’s a relief. "Christ, Lana. You had me worried there for a minute."
The humor in her expression falters. “You don’t see me.”
My heart stops. “What?”
“All you see is what you think you know about my family.” She sighs and turns to the door. “Thank you for sharing what you could.”
Oh, hell, she’s leaving. “Where are you going?”
