She was surprised that her twins had flown in through the night and extended a lunch invitation to the four of us at Alexi’s childhood home nearby. I didn’t overhear much, the cool, clipped tones of Alexi being polite, and it’s clear he puts on a specific mask when dealing with her. It was painful to listen to. Detached, business-like and incredibly respectful towards her. It almost made me cry to hear my warm man being his cold Mafia side with someone who should love him ...