The girls were sitting around a cluster of small tables inside a gelato shop where a sweet older man had given them free reign and as much of the sweet creamy goodness as they could dream of. Arwen was giggling at something Jesse said when the bells over the shop door jingled again and all ten women instantly drew to their feet to face the door.
Adrianu let out a laugh at their immediate actions and pointed to Jesse, “and you once denied being in a gang.” He motioned to the old man nodding off in the corner of the shop. “I got word my friend was growing tired and I told his wife I would lock up for him when you were done.” He gently shook the older man squatting in front of him, “Giuseppe, my friend, you wife is waiting for you at home. Go, Enrico will make sure you get there safe. I will
