The last minutes of the sit-down go by in a blur after I lay out my warning about harming my sister. I'm sure Alessandro wouldn't involve women, but I can't be so sure about Giovanni. The man just reeks of vengeance. I'll have to make sure Malia is protected before I leave New York later tonight.
Riri, Mika, Aurora, and I are at Alessandro's house just a few townhouses down the street. We're packing a few of Riri's stuff that she wants to bring back with her to Chicago. Her bedroom looks and smells like her. It's classy and stylish, with bookshelves on one wall full of paperbacks and hardcovers. While all of her artworks are in one corner. They're vibrant and beautiful.
OMG? or O M G?