Sarre could hear people talking lowly, hushed angry words and he was struggling to focus on the conversation around him. He struggled to remember what happened and then recalled the fight with Giada. Groaning, he grabbed his forehead and forced himself to clear his head.
“f**k. Giada,” he whispered wishing he was recovering faster than he was. He needed to find her. He screwed up and he was going to lose everything.
The husky chuckle of a man he despised made him flick his eyes furiously seeking out the sound. He noted Ed Barbero, with Ermano Amato, Gilberto Amalfi and Cipriano Amato standing in his living area with Luigi and Sven. They were hovering over a tiny little man with thick glasses and a laptop who appeared quite terrified of where he was.
Cap’s eyes were on him, and he knew
