His

na's

crib, I tugged the little wool baby b

n hovering over me all day, I planted a sw

rdered them to babysit me. Katya and Mrs. Lucci have

oss is way more frightening than anyth

doorway. "Are you going to watch me take a

ure if they wanted to take the risk

rs not to leave you

most ran me over. Although not much has changed appearance wis

ds Tristan. He'd do anything for him, in

r life if he finds out you two overgrown idiots wat

n who he is, but one thing I can be sure of is that he's

r to do what the boss asked of them, or to gi

, they chose

aid as he and Angel turned

the faucet and pulled out the phone I ha

dining room. Rafaele and Angel were too lost in the conv

ut in plain sight I quickly snatched it a

h helped to reveal what his passcode was th

ialed my mother's number, but then

instead. The line rang, a 9-1-1 dispatc

at's your

et a hold of them. "My name is Sienna Williams. Me and my son have

l me your ad

or, causing me to flinch

eplied, watching th

d have soothed me if Rafaele wasn't cu

you know who

y son's

know h

Lucci," I

burst open, Rafaele storming int

let and flushed it just before h

houted, desperately

ded to pull me down the hall

ked like he wanted to help me so bad, but couldn't

s balls and took off. I raced back down the hall, grabbed

le yell out to the other

me down when the door opened and Tristan walke

ng me as I looked up at

He asked in his native tongue, looking around at

," Rafaele said, th

look in my direction

t off one of the guy

st

ing their head except one. The guy who's phone I

it was mi

n had pulled out his gun and shot

ns stoic. While I gasped in shock, my eyes wide as m

e was caught off guard by the sudden l

reaching for him, but I took a st

ction as if he didn't just take a

im down. "It's okay, baby. I won'

my son, Sienna?" He asked, soundin

ing my answer to have been different. "You're in the Mafia, Tristan! You kill pe

his attention on the myriad of men behind me. "Angel, take her

ist

is men. "Clean that shit up," he said, referring to Arturo, who

into isolation where I would be held a

hat the New Jersey police will co

still alive if