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Six...She was referred to as Mrs. Romano.
Those clues led to questions I needed answers to. Had she been involved with the deaths of the entire D'Angelo family? Was I on her list of people to kill? Was she intending to kill Vito, too?
Was my mother behind all of this?
"Move," Vito growled in my ear again.
I realized I had been so deep in thought I had frozen in place. Vito was tugging on my arm trying to get me to crawl through the sand with him.
I started moving again when I heard one of the guards shout that a boat had been spotted moving toward them. I couldn'tprevent myself from looking, but what I saw sent fear racing through me.
It wasn't just a boat. It was an entire armada. There were at least ten boats moving toward the beach at a high rate of speed.
I started crawling as fast as I could.
The noise on the beach started getting louder, people shouting as they ran toward the two inflatable boats waiting for them. I thought we were home free until I heard the unmistakable click of a gun cocking.
I froze again, swallowing hard before slowly turning my head. "Hey, Mom, long time no see."
"I've been waiting for you, son."
"Really?"
My mother gestured with her gun for us to get up.
I was quick to get to my feet, Vito a little slower. He tried to move around me to place himself between me and my mom, but I knew the kind of violence she was capable of. I didn't want him hurt.
A couple of guards rushed over, their guns pointed at us. When my mother started walking, we were forced to walk with her. She headed over to the small group of men standing there watching us.
When she walked up to one of them and wrapped her hands around his arm I asked, "New customer?"
I fell back into Vito's arms when she smacked me across the face.
I probably should have seen that coming.
"Remember that whole don't get dead thing?" Vito whispered. "You're skating really close to the edge right now."
"I don't care who he is," I replied in a louder tone. "I just want to know why she is doing all of this. Why try to kill me? Why kidnap Nico?"
"I wasn't trying to kill you, Anthony," my mother insisted. "I need you alive."
"Why?"
It was an honest question.
"Without you, how am I supposed to take over the D'Angelo family?" That question came from the man at my mother's side.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Geno Romano."
I nodded absently. I had been expecting him to be a Romano. "And what makes you think you can take over the D'Angelo family?"
"You're the only one left, aren't you?"
I narrowed my eyes. "You set the bomb that killed my entire family?"
He just went to the top of my hit list.
