Page 540 of Sinfully Savage Mafia

“Hey, what’ve you got? Anything new?”

“Just wanted to let you know that Rayleigh is back in the building. She was just flagged by one of the valets and is headed toward the concierge desk right now.”

I shoot a look at Sergio. “Okay, Mike. Keep an eye on her. I need to know where she is at all times, okay? If she makes a call, I want to know who’s on the other end. And watch what she’s doing on the network. I need to know everything.”

“Sure thing.”

I click off the phone. “Rayleigh is here.”

“Herewhere?”

“At concierge.”

“Why the hell would she come back?”

“I don’t know, but she can’t see Bruno. Or me. Not yet, anyway. Mike will keep an eye on her.”

“She’s our only lead. We’re just gonna sit back and let her blow shit up on us?”

“We need to figure out what we’re dealing with. We have no way of finding Messina without her. She knows everyone is headed here today. Maybe she’s the whistle-blower.” I rub my forehead, rambling as I try like hell to figure out what she’s doing here. “We have to stand down right now.”

“All of a sudden, you’re the voice of reason,” Sergio mutters.

“I think it’s safe to say I’ve caused enough problems for us. At least let me try to fix this one.”

“I can’t believe Salesi didn’t tell your dad the truth about the hit.”

“Yeah, you and me both.” My jaw tightens. I have some choice words for him.

Later.

That is, if I can keep the rest of our world from detonating before then.

Sergio flings open the bedroom door and walks into the living area. “So, does everyone here have a price tag on their heads?”

“Um, not me,” Chloe pipes up. “I’m just guilty by association, I guess.”

He nods. “Unlucky for you.”

“Thanks,” she says with a roll of her eyes.

Sergio heads toward the door. “I’m heading into another meeting in a few minutes, Z. Keep me posted on Rayleigh. This time, I won’t stop you from using your tools.”

Bruno collapses into a chair in the corner with his phone and I reach out my hand to Lily, nodding toward the balcony. “Come on, let’s get some air.”

She laces her fingers with mine and jumps up from the couch. I pull open the sliding glass door and Lily walks outside. She looks around, her jaw dropping to the floor. “This is all his?” she squeals.

Itisa pretty impressive space and it looks just like mine — an outdoor oasis with its own pool and sunbathing area. There are decorative fire pits on the far end of the pool, and tall green trees line the perimeter for complete privacy. Modern, sleek, and sophisticated.

One of the perks of being family.

I close the door and follow Lily over to the shallow side of the pool where she’s stepped into the water. Her eyes close and she stretches her arms overhead, taking in a deep breath.

The early morning sunlight dances on top of her head, making the gold flecks in her hair glimmer like a halo. Even with her faded makeup and sexed-up bed-head hair, she’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, and my tongue tingles in anticipation of tasting every inch of her supple skin.

Becausethat’sdefinitely happening, you know, after I’ve saved my family, her family, Chloe, and whoever the fuck else happens to hop on board this crazy train.

Lily’s eyes float open and tangle with mine. She smiles at me, lowering herself onto the ledge of the pool. “You see something you like?” she asks.

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