Thalia
"Are you sure about what you heard?" I asked, my tears finally kept at bay.
He nodded his head. "I'm sure. I was in the kitchen that night when I heard Luciano talking to someone on the phone. It was late at night, and it was eerily quiet, so I was able to hear their conversation quite well."
"A person named Reese called him that day?"
"Yes," he said. "And he told Luciano to come home because his life is in danger."
I frowned. "In danger? Because of what?"
"Because of his father."
I took a sharp intake of breath.
He looked at me with concern. "I don't know the details of Luciano's life, but why do I feel like his father is quite an important person?"
I pursed my lips together. Grandpa Ferri has always had good instincts.
I sighed and looked down at my lap. "He is," I va
