But he couldn't sit back and watch either.
His grip tightened slightly on the wheel.
If anything happened to Veronica, Valentina would break.
He had seen it too clearly in the past weeks—the way Valentina clung to her sister, the way Veronica's happiness seemed to give her a kind of quiet peace. He had to do something.
But what?
Every option carried risk. Every path led into dangerous territory. Bianca wasn't someone you could simply warn off or intimidate. She was married into one of the most powerful families in Italy. Her family weren't any less frightening either.
*****
If his mother could have found the farthest place from the Genovese name, she would have taken it.
But it didn't matter how far she went.
He still found her eventually, a few years after he took over the New York familia.
Singapore had been her refuge.
