I sat in the corner of the little pub sipping a drink Ugo had ordered for me. It was bitter and packed a good punch, which helped ease my nerves. Wyatt had to return to his assignment, and there was a part of me that was happy he’d left. I had a feeling things were going to get a whole lot worse before it got better. I shuddered as I relived the last few hours.
Turns out all high-powered nonnas were utterly terrifying. Ugo had warned me that his welcome would be an unwanted one, since he’d left years ago in disfavor. Apparently, he was considered a traitor to the family, but now, since he had brought me to their doorstep, he hoped this good deed would be our ticket in.
I leaned back and stared out the murky window at the door Ugo was now behind. I let my head go back to the events of thi
