A strong hand nudged my shoulder. I groaned before rolling over. All I wanted to do right then was to burrow deeper into the covers and sink into the comfiest bed I have ever slept in.
“It’s time to wake up.”
“No. It’s not.”
I was still in a groggy state from sleep. When Luciano returned to the room last night after Cesare’s threats, he found me already wearing my pajamas and lying in bed. I pretended as though I hadn’t overheard parts of his conversation with his uncle and we went to sleep without discussing the game.
“Yes. It is.” Just when I thought we were beginning the back and forth of a childish argument, he lowered his voice in the most menacing tone. There was no mistaking the threat in his voice. “Get up. Otherwise, I will make you.”
Despite the chills that ran down my spi
