“The Enforcer of the Ricci family sent this.”
I looked up at Ricardo, who threw a file onto my desk with a hardened expression. Raising an eyebrow, I opened it to find photos. My hand tightened around the photos, and my jaw clenched.
The photos were of Mila and Angelo on their trip around the city. My heart skipped a beat. An X had been marked over Mila's photo in red ink with the words: “The wh0re’s daughter.” While on Angelo's side of the photo, was written: “Belongs to Ricchi’.”
I swept everything on my desk with my arm, sending it crushing on the ground.
“Where’s Marco and his fcking guards? How did the fcking Ricci men get so close and photograph them?” I growled as I rushed out of the office door, seeing red, and feeling the right vein of my neck tighten and pulsing.
“I could
