Cole's POV
Can I trust her?
That’s the million-dollar question I’ve been asking myself all morning.
Ever since I set my plan into motion, I’ve felt extra suspicious. And that’s saying something. I grew up in the mafia—it was practically drilled into me since birth to never take anything at face value.
Actions speak louder than words, as my Nonna would say. I smile wistfully as her late memory pops into mind.
I still don’t know if I can trust Jacqueline, but I feel better now that I’ve set my plan with her into motion.
Earlier this morning, while I’d lifted weights in my home gym, I’d asked myself the same question over and over again:
If I was Dante, what would I do?
It’s a question I've been asking myself for the past 13 years. I’d always looked up to Dante. Wanted to be him. And
