Simeon nods, appearing impressed, but then again, the game has always been his love language. He is skilled at thinking four steps ahead; he gets that from our father, and I have no doubt he has played a huge part in this entire operation.
The door opens and Nico heads into the room and Simeon says quickly, “We must go, mom. Speak soon.”
“Stay safe, all of you. We’ll catch up soon.”
The call ends, and Nico takes a seat, a smile breaking his usual frown lines.
“It’s been an interesting day.”
“That’s one way of putting it.”
Julius drawls and the girls stare at him anxiously because it’s obvious he has news.
“A lot went on in the house, but rather a lot also happened outside.”
Simeon leans forward. “In what way?”
“It appears that we owe Morgan a huge favor.”
He chuckles before leaning back and grinning.
“Thanks to Joseph’s information, we sat back and watched the game unfold, a timely call to the authorities our only card to play. When you left, we instructed the guards to withdraw, and it appears that the Monza mafia arrived just in time. They discovered a gruesome scene, and before they could leave, they were surrounded by the Italian police. The cops have been waiting for this opportunity for years and are not about to let it pass by, and the Monza mafia are currently handcuffed and waiting for their lawyers.”
“But Morgan will tell the police they had nothing to do with it.”
Tiffany voices her fear and the girls nod, equally worried.
“I doubt it.”
Nico shrugs. “You see, sadly, Morgan never survived.”
Tiffany stiffens as I share a look with my brothers. Yes, the golden rule strikes again. Leave no evidence and the guard’s final instruction was to slay the beast. It won’t matter that forensics may tell a different story. The Italian police won’t mess around, and the Monza mafia will definitely pay for their crimes with one they didn’t commit. Karma really is a bitch.
“But her family.” Alice asks, her eyes wide. “They already know we were there. They will want revenge.”
“I doubt it.” Nico shrugs, seemingly unconcerned.
“Morgan was the last woman standing, anyway. Sadly, her two brothers never made it out of Italy. Their past caught up with them and one of their enemies got there first. Apparently, they had messed with a powerful Italian family and, luckily, they disposed of our problem for us. The Sorcusi mafia is no more, which means–”
He leans forward and smiles at each sister in turn.
“That Morgan has no claim to the Diamond Dynasty, which reverts to you. Not that there is much left after they settle the debts owed but your trust funds are still in place and you won’t have to worry about the rest because once it is settled, the homes will be sold, along with most of his possessions to pay back the bank. If there is anything you wish to salvage, I suggest you go back there and retrieve it before the assessors move in.”
Rose sighs. “I would like to go back one last time. To bury the past in my mind, anyway.”
“Me too.”
Alice nods and Tiffany smiles.
“We should. To lay the past to rest and draw a line under it.”
Nico nods before sighing heavily. “I’ve been here for ten minutes already and there is still no drink in my hand. I blame you for this, Simeon.”
Simeon merely rolls his eyes.
“You have quite a problem, brother. Does your wife like this side of you?”
“She likes every side of me and has no complaints.”
