The front door crashed in at that precise moment. Valentina jerked back as cops poured into the place, shouting over one another, weapons raised, boots slamming against the old tiles. Someone yelled for hands to be shown.
Vito shrieked and nearly fell off his chair. Luca sat there with the calm of a man who had been expecting company. His gun had already disappeared from sight so smoothly Valentina almost doubted she had seen it at all.
Voss stepped in behind the officers. His eyes found Valentina first. The look he gave her was furious.
Then he turned to Vito and Luca.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Voss demanded.
"Just having a conversation with my father-in-law, Detective."
Voss's jaw clenched. "Do you think you can intimidate my witness?"
Luca's brows lifted. "Your witness?"
The innocence in his tone was so well performed Valentina wanted to scream. He was enjoying this.
