Giovani.

The wedding was wonderful, but I knew our troubles were not over. As much as I adored the happiness of James, I couldn’t let my guard down. These people were relentless, as had been made pretty clear by the poisoned cake.

According to my men, there was a gathering outside of the wedding hall. I couldn’t have this interrupt James on his special night. Not to mention, kids were involved. I would sooner die by a bullet to my chest than ...