Elena woke up the next morning completely confused. She could still recall her dream from the night before, and it left her feeling odd. Though, in the dream, Elena hadn't been able to see Max's face, she was certain it was his voice—yet for some reason, she had called him Massimo?
Why did her brain combine the two of them? Quite honestly, they weren't anything alike. Massimo was reliable but dangerous and fairly muted with his emotions—Max could be really flaky but wasn't afraid to get emotional.
Massimo was the Don of All Dons, a man who the criminal world all listened to. Max was just a mechanic—and a mechanic who very clearly had some social anxiety issues. They couldn't be more different!
Elena turned off her alarm on her phone and looked at the date. Right, later tonight would be
