*Elio*
“Hey, Al,” I said casually, watching as Cat fled from me, holding onto her left wrist.
She glanced at me one final time, a cautious look to her as she shut the door, and I was left alone in the middle of her driveway.
“You said you had a tip for me?” Alessandro sounded as rough and straight to the point as ever.
I smirked at the hint of exhaustion I could hear behind his voice, probably from dealing with so much shit over the years.
But I had to admit, he was still one of the best Dons the family had ever had. Ever since he had taken the title, it had been smooth sailing for all of us in the States and for them back in Italy.
“Isn’t it like two AM over there?” I asked, amused.
“Don’t remind me,” he growled. “What did you find?”
I rolled my eyes, not paying his rough attitude any mind. My uncle was a lot of things, but polite, especially at two in the morning, was not one of them.
