Eleni
I linger in the moment of Dante’s capos defaulting to me instead of him, making sure he feels it. Then, I wave my hand.
“Go watch the foreman,” I say. “Nothing ranks above making sure the business keeps running.”
The capos escape into the building. Behind Dante, the engine shuts off. Gianna raises an eyebrow at me.
“You’re good.” I smile wryly. “At least if he kills me, we got to shut Piacere down a few times.”
Gianna chuckles. “I’m just lucky I know the people who can keep my name off the no-fly list.”
“You’re just lucky I’m one of them,” I say.
It’s the most emotion I’ve let slip into my voice since the shootout.