*Giovanni POV*
After that day with Carla, I found myself miserable. Wishing I had another way out of this mess with Camille and the whole family business.
I had dropped Camille off at the house so that she could pack for our ‘honeymoon’ and go get the shipment in route to our shores. This b***h found a way to infiltrate the system and get the shipment right under our nose, which means someone on the inside helped her but who? The only person I could think of was my mother, she’s always like Camille because I think in some ways they are just alike.
“Camille, how’d you find out about the shipment?” I ask as we board the plane to New York.
“Oh, I just had a hunch. You know you guys aren’t the best secret keepers.” She says grabbing my hand to hold it as we find our seats in first class.
