She’s starting to look concerned, so I change the subject. “You wouldn’t happen to know where Tommy is, would you? I have a sneaking suspicion I know, but I’m trying not to jump to conclusions.”
She frowns. “Not currently, but I saw him at the Edge about an hour ago. I think he was on his way out.” She glances over both shoulders like she’s making sure no one is listening. “I don’t think he’s with Una, if that eases your mind at all.”
That gets my attention. “Why not?”
“Because I’m a nosy bitch.” She grins. “And I looked at his phone while he was talking to me. He texted and called you, then he texted her telling her to call him. She didn’t do it, and that woman usually jumps the second he snaps his fingers.”
I narrow my eyes. “She jumps how exactly?”
Olivia tilts her head from side to side. “Sometimes like a good little employee. Sometimes, like she wants to suck his dick. She’s a hard read.”
Rolling my eyes, I snort. “Sounds like you read her right.”
She laughs. “She can want to all day, but if she had ever tried, Tommy would have fired her immediately.”
I shake my head. “She did more than try.”
Olivia wrinkles her nose. “Mmmm, doubtful. I mean, if you have definitive proof, then I could be wrong, but I really don’t think so.”
“Why?”
“He was so fucked up over you. He wasn’t even sleeping or eating when you were…gone. No way he let anyone touch him. You know how he is when he’s upset.” When I give her a questioning look, she shrugs. “Maybe you don’t. When he’s upset, he can’t stand to be touched. He won’t let anyone hug him, put a hand on his arm, nothing. Well, except for you.”
I look away. “I don’t mean when I was gone. I mean before that. In the years we weren’t together. I think he was—”
“Fucking her face? Because, babe, you know that’s all he does. Again, other than with you. But no, I don’t think so.”
“Why not?”
Olivia sips her coffee, then pinches her lips like she’s debating how much she should say. “Okay, I’m not gonna lie; thatisexactly why Vin gave her to him.”
I blink. “I’m sorry—Vingaveher to him? What is she, a mail order bride?”
Olivia laughs, shaking her head. “No, but that would be funny. Okay, so don’t tell Vin I told you this, because he would be so fucking pissed, but…you know how Vin is a whore, right?”
I nod. It’s common knowledge.
“Well, he hangs out with these Irish mafia guys, partly for business but partly because they like to drink and fuck as much as he does. He was spending even more time with them when he was trying to help Tommy finesse the port deals he was working on.”
I nod. I was working on that deal when I was with Simone Ashford’s office. “Yeah, I’m familiar.”
“Right. So he ends up hanging out with them one night, fucked the wrong sister, and nearly blew the deal. Luckily for him, he figured out what he’d done before her brother did, so he went to the girl and asked what she wanted to keep quiet.”
“So this girl is Una?”
Olivia nods. “Just wait. She tells him: ‘I want out.’”
I frown. “She wants out of what?”
Olivia gestures vaguely. “Out of her life. She wants to level up, get a new life, stop being Irish mafia sister and start being Mrs. Someone Else.”
“She wanted Vin to marry her. So why didn’t he?”
Olivia almost chokes on her coffee, and I wave my hand like I’m erasing my words. “Never mind. I heard it when I said it. Keep going.”
“Yeah, she tried to convince him, but Vin made it clear that wasn’t going to happen. But he offered his eligible brother, whowas currently single and a year out from a crushing breakup, and she jumped.”
“Tommy.” I grind out his name. “So how did she go from being Tommy’s future wife to his assistant?”
