Marco headed for his own car. Luca moved to his vehicle and pulled the front passenger door open.
"Get in."
Val threw him a frown.
"Look!" Luca snapped, then visibly dragged himself back from the edge. His jaw flexed. His voice lowered, but the frustration stayed. "I'm tired of seeing your sister tear herself apart over this madness between us. You get in, we go where we can sort this out, or I put you in there myself. Your choice. Get the fuck in!"
Silently, Val stepped forward. She got into the car, one hand braced beneath her belly, her face carved from stone. Luca shut the door carefully.
He rounded the car and got in. Soon they were driving away from Marco's estate. Both of them said nothing as they sped off.
