Gina
I knew there was something about Zander. I could never quite put my finger on it, but after overhearing what he said to his father, I wanted answers.
If he was involved in crime—even just a little—I was out. No hesitation. I wouldn’t tie myself to that life. Not even for a man I found ridiculously attractive.
I groaned inwardly. Why did the cute ones always have to come with danger attached? Why couldn’t they just be normal?
“Gina, it’s complicated,” Zander said.
“Then uncomplicate it for me,” I shot back. “Are you James Bond or The Godfather?”
Mario burst out laughing. “Good one, Gina.”
Zander sighed heavily, but didn’t say a word.
That silence was my breaking point. “Fine. Keep your secrets. Don’t call me. Stay away from me.” I turned to leave.
“Gina, stop!” Mario’s voice c
