Chapter 4

Marco raised an eyebrow. "You sound confident about a woman you haven't seen in twelve years."

"Elena Russo is many things, brother, but predictable isn't one of them. Except in this, she exhausts every option before admitting defeat." A ghost of a smile touched Dante's lips. "It's what I always admired about her."

"And what you're counting on now." Marco's expression grew serious. "Lucia says she's been distracted at work, losing weight. Castellano's men are following her everywhere."

"Not for much longer." Dante's voice hardened. "Is everything prepared for tomorrow night?"

Marco nodded. "The auction is set. Castellano's operation runs…