Alessandro walks past me to open the door.
I don't turn around, but I hear the voice of a man. He's breathing hard and most of what he says is unclear. "Slow down, Matteo. Repeat that."
"There are some Antonioli boys starting fights at Lazzaro's bar," he finally says. "He asks for your help."
"I'll be there," Alessandro says. "Wait by the car."
He closes the door and grabs the key from the table. "There's been enough trouble tonight. I'll lock you in because I don't want any more of it." He looks my way, undoubtedly expecting a response. When he doesn't get one, he takes a hold of my face. His fingers dig in my skin. "I'm warning you, girl. If you dare do anything that displeases me, you're dead."
He examines my face for a solid moment. He's much taller than me, so he stares down at
