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“Doctor,” she says as if she just remembered. “You said there’s a doctor here?”
“I did.”
“Bring him in. If everything you guys are saying is true, then I need confirmation that Angelo is my dad. I. . . I need to know the truth,” she says softly. “Until then, this isn’t getting us anywhere.”
I study her face. She doesn’t want to believe any of this is true, but she’s beginning to realize I’m her only hope at finding her mother. Standing tall, I turn to Enzo. “Bring in Doc.”
I resume my seat on the sofa while she repositions herself in the armchair, looking flustered.
Doc comes in with his bag and promptly gets to retrievingthe blood samples with no questions from Luxtyn, who continues to shoot me glares throughout the entire process. Unfortunately for her, that doesn’t bother me.
Doc finishes packing up the samples and turns to me before leaving. “I should have the results back to you by tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow isn’t good enough,” I say.
The wrinkles in Doc’s forehead form as his bushy gray eyebrows rise. “The lab is already closed for the night, Mr. DiMaggio.”
Eyeing him, I ask, “Do I pay you generously?”
He nods. “Yes, sir.”
“Do I not provide you with state-of-the-art machinery to use to your liking?”
“You do, sir.”
“Then you can do your job and get those lab results rushed, correct?”
The older gentleman’s shoulders sag, realizing he doesn’t have a choice in the matter. “Of course, sir. I just had some plans tonight with my wife, but I can cancel them and work on these samples. I’ll get you the results later tonight.”
“Good answer.”
A scoff comes from Luxtyn, causing me to snap my gaze to hers. “Did you have something to add, Luxtyn?”
Sitting up in her seat, she narrows her gaze on me in a challenging way. “You don’t have to be a dick. He said he has plans with his wife and that he’d get you the test results by tomorrow. The difference between tonight and tomorrow is minuscule, don’t you think?”
“Well, I don’t know, Luxtyn. The difference between tonight and tomorrow when it comes to your mother’s kidnapping must be pretty minuscule too, then, huh?”
Her face blanches and the cockiness she had when shecalled me a dick dissipates. She throws herself back in her seat and crosses her arms, bringing her attention down to the floor as she sulks.
She makes it too easy.
Glancing back at Doc, I say with finality, “Tonight.” He nods before exiting.
“I have to get going,” Mancini says as he brings his attention back to us after having his head buried in his phone for the past few minutes. “Elena and Giuliana want to have dinner tonight. They’ve been inquiring about the contract.”
“Are you going to tell them the contract is no longer valid between Giuliana and I?”
Mancini nods, but I disagree with that decision. “And you’re confident there won’t be any repercussions from you telling them?”
“Elena and Giuliana are innocent people, Matteo. They’re just two women who wound up stuck in the Mafia world due to their fathers. That’s not something that should be held against them.”
“Elena is Giuseppe’s sister. You’re naive to think there won’t be any consequences to going behind her back and taking Giuliana off the contract. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if Elena’s the one who’s behind Luxtyn’s mother’s disappearance.”
Mancini steps toward me, baring his teeth. “Don’t bring them into this, Matteo,” he snarls. “They know nothing about Char. Don’t blame them for having a shitty family.”
Stupid fool. If the Silvestrisarebehind the kidnapping, then he’s blind if he thinks there’s zero chance Elena knows about it.
“Who are Elena and Giuliana?” Luxtyn’s small voice comes from the side.
