Savannah
I don't love him, but I care for him. Okay, I don't want him dead, put it that way.
I don't know what will happen, but it will happen here, and I will be prepared.
Luciano haver free reign of the Estate and control of the staff. For someone who trusts me he sure is trusting.
Then I remember. Cameras. Everywhere. No doubt they pick up sound.
I smirk. At least he's not i***t.
I like him a bit more.
I head down to the kitchen. Maids are easiest comprised. I would know. They have no real ties to the Mafia nor it's dealings. Most of them are in debt, and instead if dying, they're cleaning.
Menial work – freedom + risk of death + desperation = disaster.
My best friend is a maid. I watch her even more closely. I'm not likable, and I like it that way.
I insulted her the first ti
