The morning sunlight spilled across the drive way as the black SUV rolled through the estate gates.
The rear door opened and Luca stepped out, a duffel on his shoulder, shoulders squared as if he were reporting for duty rather than coming back home. He was always on guard.
Elena all but flew down the front steps. “ Luca!” She yelled happily.
He managed a smile. “I would have come back sooner if I had known you'd greet me like this.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.” She wrapped him in the most un-mob-like hug imaginable. “I’m glad you’re back.”
He drew a breath, voice low. “I’m really sorry, Elena. For scaring you… for keeping things from everyone.”
“Some secrets need time, Luca.” she answered, pulling away to study his face. “You don't need to ask for forgiveness.”
“Thank you for talking to
