54

ALESSANDRO

“Were you able to crack the firewall?” I questioned him. No wonder our tracer on both their devices showed no activity. They were both hiding all their transactions behind layers of firewalls.

“Almost there.” If I wasn’t so agitated and needed to know what my wife was doing, I’d laugh.

Massimo fucking hated that those two were giving him run for his money. He was actually impressed and planned on using some of its set up to upgrade our own security system.

“Where is Roberto?” I questioned him.

“He was with your aunt for about five minutes and then headed for the city. He said he had to take care of some shit.”

Frowning, I wondered what shit he would have to take care of. I didn’t send him to take care of anything for me.

I glanced at the screen again, forgetting Roberto, and Massimo continued as if he could read my mind.

“Lorena has been messing around on the laptop and Ella sunbathed and swam all morning.”

“And the boy?”