Amy watched from outside the cafe as Matteo drove by in his car. She had been waiting for him to some see her as promised all week but it seemed like with news of the Don's health, he had been too occupied.
She had doubted herself too many times over the last few days, knowing that if she was caught lying to the Don's son, she would be in trouble but there was no reason for him to find out.
She had made up her mind but she couldn't keep waiting indefinitely for him to come find her. She'd considered going to the apartment but Matteo would not let her in. As she stared down the road she wondered how she was ever going to get her plan on track if she never saw him. She clenched her hands, wondering if she would loose her nerve... she must not. Desperate times call for desperate measures
