DANTE'S POV
I'm glad I didn't stay home.
I had stayed several days without contacting Aria or "accidentally bumping" into her in certain places, and I was starting to lose my edge.
I had been sloppy at meetings, mixing up information and earning the glareful eye of my father. I had almost botched a delivery job I was supposed to oversee because I was stalking Aria's old i********: page, and I almost got killed. Thank goodness Luca was around and shot the perpetrator before I could take a bullet to the head.
To ease myself, I had taken up drinking as a part-time hobby, and I had shown up to one or two meetings hungover and at a dinner drunk out of my mind.
Safe to say, my father was not pleased.
"If you want to screw up, do it on your own time. Not when you're on the clock!" he had ye
