Francesco, Mia, and I leave a few hours later, while Arturo remains in charge of the Cosa Nostra.
I desperately hope he does not f**k anything up.
At the helipad, my phone rings from a private number. I summon every ounce of strength I possess not to lose my sanity when I recognize Nero’s voice on the other end.
“I have something that belongs to you, amico.”
“I will destroy everything you hold dear if you lay a single finger on her,” I say, keeping my voice as controlled as possible.
“I only want a small exchange of favors,” he replies with his usual charm, reigniting my fury.
When I remain silent, he continues.
“I will return your beloved wife so the two of you can continue your honeymoon, and you will give me Siena Sartori. But you do not need to answer now. I will call again in t
