Luca's pov
I was indeed only a man.
The meeting with Fernando Cruz had taken a huge chunk of my time, discussing our next course of action, negotiating new arrangements and meeting new suppliers had gone on far much longer than I expected. Plus I had also spent a considerable effort making the cartel's capo simmer down and think strategically. It was as if the man believed getting his revenge was as simple as hopping on the next flight to Russia and shooting Alexei Mikhalov in the head.
Cara slipped into the mediumly spacious office, her movements tentative and cautious. She stood at the door as if ready to bolt if there was a need for it. It brought a smile to my face.
I should have been exhausted after all of my activities with Fernando but the moment I had walked into Rico's and
