“I think everything,” I say.
“Wh— How?” Caterina sets her tablet down slowly.
“I don’t know. But she somehow figured it out.”
“Wait, wait.” Caterina holds out her hands. “Knows what exactly?”
“I’m not sure,” I say, agitated. “Maybe all of it. You said it yourself. She’s not stupid. Finding out who we are is easy enough.”
“But how can you tell? Did she say something to you, give you a sign?”
I start pacing. “No. She’s a very good actress. She could’ve made a killing in Hollywood,” I murmur as an afterthought. “Or in the CIA.
“I just know,” I say.
There’s a pause.
“Finding out who we are is not the same as knowing…” She looks at the door and lowers her voice. “Knowing what we’re doing here.”
“She doesn’t strike me as the type to let something go,” I say. “The comps put her on the scent. If I know her as well as I think I do, she wouldn’t just let it go just because you ordered her to.”
Caterina rubs her temple. “I fixed the routing. They won’t touch her queue again.”
But I’m already shaking my head. “It’s too late.”
Caterina sits back in her seat and goes quiet.
Finally, she asks, “What now? I can’t just fire her, Zio. She’s my friend, and I moved her all theway here for this.”
Still pacing, I try to work it out. “I need time to think about this.”
“Should we tell papá?”
“No,” I say, too quickly. “No. Leave him out of it for now.”
Involving Luca at this point would be bad news for Olivia. My chest tightens at the thought of what might happen to her if Luca even suspected that she knew-.
“No,” I repeat. “Just leave it to me. I’m seeing her again tonight. I’ll keep you updated.”
Caterina looks conflicted. “If you’re sure…”
“I am,” I say. “Caterina, please.”
Finally, she nods. “Okay, okay. Just between us for now.”
“Thank you,stellina,” I say and turn to walk out.
“Zio,” she calls out.
I stop at the door and look back.
“Please…” She looks pained. “She’s my friend. Like a sister to me when my own was gone.”
“I’ll take care of it,” I promise her.
Chapter Thirty One
Olivia
