Loyalty is hard to come by these days.
Our men undergo an insane amount of vetting before we let them inside, and we're always overly careful about who we admit. Even five degrees of separation is too much in this business, so it comes as a big surprise when I find out that one of my own guys is a rat.
The potential list is short because not too many men knew about the transfer, but someone did and someone leaked it to Herrera.
After the night I had with Sadie, this is the very last thing I want to deal with, but if I don't have a handle on it by the time I talk to my dad, I'm going to be in serious shit. Not that me being at the exchange would have changed much, but it still isn't a good look.
I'm a little frayed by the time I get to Brodo, and seeing Sadie will be a nice reprieve. I had to leave right in the middle of our conversation this morning and she was just about to time what was really going on. Hopefully we can pick up where we left off tonight, and finally make a plan to put all of this behind us.
Moving on with Sadie is everything to me. Especially after our date. I'm tired of pretending I don't love her. I'm tired of pretending that I can live without her. All day, I've been relishing in our night together, reliving each and every moment a thousand times over. Every kiss, every touch, every sweet little moan that passed her lips as I pounded into her. We spent hours getting reacquainted, but waking up to her still in my arms might have been my favorite part. It felt so damn good, a sense of confidence surging through me like I've never experienced before. Sadie makes me a better person, a better leader, and with her back, it feels like all is right in the world.
At least it will once we have this conversation. There isn't anything in the world that could change my mind. I want Sadie now and forever, and whatever it is she's dealing with doesn't change that. Sadie is finally back where she belongs. Not just back in Rockaway, but by my side.
It's quiet when I walk into Brodo. Usually, I like it packed for profit, but tonight, it's a good thing. It means Sadie and I will have plenty of time to talk.
"The man of the hour!" Alex grins, hollering from across the room. "Dad was just here. Said he was looking for you."
"Fantastic." I roll my eyes, heaving myself onto a stool at the counter. He was probably looking for me so he could lay into me about neglecting my responsibilities last night. The first time I did in eight fucking years, and our job got raided. "What did he say about the raid?"
"Not much." Alex shrugs, his face creasing with confusion. "He's being oddly calm about it. Almost like he expected it."
Why does everyone have to act so fucking shady right now? First Sadie, now my dad. This is exactly the type of bullshit I didn't have time for. Honesty and forwardness are seriously underappreciated qualities.
"You still think it was Dante?" Alex pours me a drink and slides it across the bar.
"I don't know." I grit my teeth. I hate that we have a rat in our inner circle, and I hate even more that I didn't have shit to go on. "He's here?"
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