Chapter 11
Drago threw back his third espresso of the morning, then set it down for Nonna to fill one more time. Even if he hadn’t been up all night working, the games he’d played with Chase kept him too wound up to sleep. It was one thing to outmaneuver in business, but another to screw with a friend’s dreams. She didn’t deserve it. And therein lay the problem. He cared for Chase.
Drumming his fingers on the table, he stared at the bottom of his cup. There must be something he could do to make it up to her.
“Caro, we need to talk.”
“Nonna, not now. I’ve been up all night tracking down Diego. I think we might have found him, but I have a few more phone calls to make.”
Her jeweled hands fluttered in front of her chest. “You think you found him?” Her eyes welled, and she pulled in a sha
