“Do they know where welive?!”Alessandra asked in horror.
Roberto clenched his jaw. “Don Amato has been here multiple times throughout the years. If he told Cesare everything he knew…”
Alessandra looked at Don Rosolini in terror. As she did, her arms circled her pregnant belly, unconsciously trying to protect her unborn child.
Don Rosolini reached out and took one of her hands. “We’re safe here.”
“What, as safe as Don Amato?” Alessandra asked frantically.
“Don Amato was in the belly of the beast, surrounded by theCamorra,”Don Rosolini said. “Tuscany is enemy territory for them – and our estate has dozens of safeguards.”
“Rachelslipped through,” Alessandra said accusingly.
She was referring to when Rachel worked for Fausto and almost assassinated Don Rosolini.
Rachel winced at the reminder.
“We tripled our defenses after that,” Don Rosolini said to his wife. “If the Capronis tried to attack us, we would know about it when they were still a mile out.”
“What about the crack in the wall?!” Alessandra asked hysterically. “The one I crawled through?!”
She was talking about how she had escaped just days after Don Rosolini had brought her to the estate.
“We have a dozen cameras monitoring that entire area,” Lars said.
Alessandra realized something else.
“My father!” she cried out in anguish.
“He lives in a new house in Mensano, bought by one of our shell companies,” Roberto comforted her. “Don Amato didn’t know anything about that.”
“Plus, your father has a bodyguard with him at all times,” Lars said.
“Abodyguard? ONE man?!” Alessandra said, likeAre you JOKING?!
“We’ll bring your father here immediately,” Don Rosolini said calmly.
“…my parents,” Bianca said, a hitch in her voice.
“We’ll bring them here, too,” Don Rosolini assured Bianca.
“I’m not exactly on great terms with my family,” Cat said meekly, “but – ”
“We’ll take care of them,” Don Rosolini said. “Anyone who couldpossiblybe in danger, we’ll make sure they’re protected.”
Alessandra made the sign of the cross, and I saw her lips moving in a silent prayer.
The door to the parlor opened, and Niccolo walked back in. He held his phone out in one hand, and there was a serious look on his face.
“I have Don Severino on the line.”
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Don Rosolini held up a finger to signal Niccolo.One moment.
Theconsiglierenodded and held the phone up to his ear as he turned away. “One moment, Don Severino. Yes… yes, I know…”
Don Rosolini turned to his wife. “I’d like you to go upstairs and rest.”
