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“I’ll break your fucking jaw if you don’t stop. You seriously thinkI’ddo this?”
“Will you two stop?” Mother snaps. “Your father doesn’t need all this noise.”
“Mother, Edoardo has been acting suspicious as hell?—”
“Edoardo was with me when the power went out,” she expresses.
“That doesn’t mean he couldn’t have hired someone to do it.”
“Someone cut the power and spiked my brother’s drink,” Eddy snaps. “Perhaps I’ve got a motive for doing a thing like that, but IknowI didn’t do it.”
“I didn’t either,” I snarl. “I’m happy with my position. I’m happy with Father as Don. This has nothing to do with me. You’re the one who’s been ranting about wanting to be Don.”
“I’ve got a drinking problem, for fuck’s sake.” Eddy hangs his head in shame. “That doesn’t mean I really want it. All I’ve ever wanted since we were kids is to support my big brother.”
“He was with me, Dario,” Mother says, looking at me full of conviction. “And think, sweet boy. This is your uncle.”
“He’s been skimming,” I snap.
“Your father knows about the skimming,” my mother tells me.
It’s not like I can ask my father if that’s true. He’s already passed out on the bed, snoring heavily.
“He does?” I say.
“For political reasons, we couldn’t make it public,” Eddy says.
“Whatpolitical reasons?”
“Some of the other men’d get jealous, so we found a workaround. Vittorio knows. You think I’d go behind my brother’s back? Are you sick in the head?”
I spring at him, grab his shirt, and haul him almost off his feet. “I’d die before I betrayed my father.Die. And I’d kill–remember that.”
“Whatever you think about me, this wasn’t me. I was with your mother.”
“I was in the middle of the dance floor, and yet you still seem to think I was behind this.”
“You could’ve hired?—”
“So that excuse works for you, but not for me?”
Mother swipes her arm between us, leaving me no choice but to let him go. “Will you two stop arguing? If you think someone spiked my husband’s drink and sabotaged this party, find out who did it!”
“I’m not leaving Father with you,Uncle.”
“I’m not leaving my brother.”
I groan, then step outside. “Antonio–I need you to stay here. Call me if anything happens. Anything at all, understand?”
“Understood.”
I return to the room. “Antonio is going to stay here with you. Remember, Uncle, he’s half your age and twice as strong.”
I leave the hut, walk down the pier, and head back toward the party.
I need to get to the bottom of this. But, more importantly, I need to make sure Siena is safe.
CHAPTER 27
