Chapter Ninety.
Safron sat beside Leon, as Vicky fussed around in the kitchen. Kyla and Izzy offered her help, only to be waved off. Leon had told her to leave his mother to it. Cooking and cleaning for everyone was her way of dealing with stress, and if she had refused it from his aunts, then she wanted the alone time to process.
“How do you think it is going?” Safron asked for the umpteenth time, unsure if she should have asked Tank and Kermit to the big house to gather information on her mafia uncle.
“It will be fine. Dad and Kermit are more than capable of handing on Don. Trust me,” Leon stated.
“Yeah, plus Sarah-Sofia is there, and she said if anything happens, then all her family will help protect them,” Jess smiled.
“Not that they will need protection, but the don might if
