Enzo POV
We pull up to the modest house in a nice neighborhood. It's nothing compared to the mansion I grew up in, but it's a nice home. I step out of the car first, glad to see no people milling about. I offer Luciana my hand and then my mother. We make our way up on to the porch and I bang twice on the door. After there is a long pause, I bang one more time. A few seconds later a woman that looks like the years have not been kind flings open the door.
She notices me first, and I swear I'll need a shower after the way she just looked me up and down. I fight the urge to gag. "Well, aren't you tall, dark and handsome? What can I do for you," she asks, trying her best to be seductive. "You can stop being a puttana for once in your life," my mother says from behind me. She steps around me
