Enzo leaves in the morning, but he leaves me a message. I can take one of his capos—strange, because he's a capo himself—to take me out. He's even left a card for me to use. Now, I don't intend on using it, but it will be great to go out into the world and see people. I've been trapped, caged, for too long.I get ready, and I make an effort. I dress into something comfortable, but presentable. When I walk out of the room, there's a man in the living room. He's one of the men I saw yesterday in the reception. He introduces himself, "Good morning, miss. I'm Vito. Enzo has asked me to accompany you to the city. When do we leave?"I get in the backseat of his car. I take in all the sights around me, not only because they are remarkable, but because I'm trying to find out where the hell I am. Maybe there'll be a name somewhere, but I don't recognize any of the neighborhoods. Or street names. This mall is different from the one I was at with Enzo, so is this another city? Another part of t

I can't fall asleep. I glance at the clock and it's only half past ten. Enzo said that if he isn't back by midnight, Aurelio is supposed to take my someplace else. I don't know if that's good or bad. Surely he doesn't mean Giotto’s home again, but I'm paranoid. I'm almost certain that he'll take me back there. What choice will he have? If he dies, Giotto’s plan won't die along with him. Does that mean I'll have to get engaged to someone else? Another one of his capos? Just thinking about it is giving me the chills. I catch myself praying to God for Enzo’s safety, then I stop. Then, I continue. Right now, he needs to be safe. At least until he kills Giotto. I need to be free of Luigi, and that won't happen if Enzo dies. I glance at the clock. Thirty minutes practically flew by. I'm afraid. He needs to get here before midnight. The bedroom door swings open. I sit up hurriedly and see Enzo enter the room. He looks fine, but I immediately see the blood on the side of his head. Otherwi

"What are you doing here?" I ask.He leans towards me and placing a kiss on my cheek in greeting. His eyes scan my face. "Have you been crying?"I wipe my face again, even though it's already dry. "It's nothing. Come inside."He makes his way into the living room and looks around once. "Wasn't Aurelio supposed to be here?"I'm still shocked that he's here. I didn't think I'd see him anytime soon. He's wearing a brown trench coat and his hair isn't slicked back like it usually is. "How'd you know he was supposed to be here?"He shrugs. "I know Enzo. If he's out on business, he would never leave you alone. Aurelio is the one person he trusts above anyone. It makes sense that he would be here.""He left, but he'll be back shortly." I stand awkwardly, unsure of what to do. "Would you like something to drink, or eat? There's lasagne, fresh out of the oven.""I already had lunch," he says apologetically. "I came here to see you. I was worried about you."I blush. "You shouldn't have. I'm fi

I expected him to take me back to the apartment, but he parks the car in front of yet another bar. It's fancier, though, and in the city center. I can tell from the vehicles parked outside that this isn't your average bar. I'd ask, but we haven't said a word to each other the whole ride here. Everything between us is tense and there's this horrible feeling in my chest and I don't know why. He climbs out and I wait a beat. I don't know if I should follow him out. But he stops in front of the car and shakes his head at me, so that's a clear indication that I need to get out. I do so and he heads in, leaving me outside by myself. I know that what happened in the car was serious, but I won't stop defending myself all because he has anger issues. He shouldn't kiss me and that's final. What's the point of it, anyway? He says he doesn't want me, that he couldn't care less about me, yet he's always trying to crawl under my skin. He wants to tell me how to run my life, as if we were a real c

Aurelio arrives. He looks back and forth between us as she shoves his sunglasses inside the inner pocket of his blazer. Vito and the guys who guard the building are already here. Aurelio moves closer to Enzo and they exchange a few words before entering the building, leaving me alone in the car. The air is frosty and this coat I'm wearing isn't enough to ward off the night's chill. I step inside the car and close the door. I blow into my hands in an effort to warm them. This is going to take longer than I expected. How are they going to clean that place up? There's probably blood everywhere by now. There's a tap on the window and I jerk. Did I fall asleep? I feel warm and my eyes feel heavy. It's Enzo. I open the door and sidestep my vomit. He says, "You can go back upstairs now. Aurelio is up there, I've asked him to prepare something for you to eat." I rub my eyes. "Where are you going?" I stop myself. I must still be asleep. Why would I ask something like that? I don't care whe