“Did you do this?”
“Pretty sure Cap’s inability to control his c**k and his baser desires is what did this.”
“Is she really pregnant?” she questioned Sarre as he got into the back seat of the car waiting for them.
“I have no idea.”
“You knew she was coming. You weren’t even remotely surprised.”
“She approached a mutual friend in Sicily and explained her plight. I may have arranged for her to get a flight at no cost to her. I may have even arranged someone get her from the airport to the front gate. Not like it ever could be traced to me of course.” He winked at her.
“Sarre,” she hissed at him. “She could be a security risk. She shot at Fred.”
“Ermano’s team should be able to handle a hundred-pound woman.” He scoffed at her words.
She made a face and looked out the window angrily.
