JASMINE POV —

I leave the dining table and take a deep breath to calm myself down. I have a deep feeling that something isn't right, a strong impending doom just around the corner.

I curse myself for being paranoid.

Ever since the encounters with Nico Ferrari, the indomitable king of America, Italy, and all the surrounding districts, I never really got over it.

I quickly clear out the table. I'm the only one downstairs.

I check on Michael really quick to make sure he's still quietly ...