Carol stopped just outside Massimo's suite and pressed one hand against the wall, trying to steady her breathing. She needed a minute.
Preferably in another country.
She could not stay under the same roof as that man as there was a very real chance she would shoot him in his sleep.
Massimo Genovese had exhausted her.
Still, she had other problems to deal with. Right now, she needed to make sure Veronica understood what had to happen with her crazy sister.
That thought alone irritated her all over again.
Valentina had managed to drag half the family into disaster while believing she was saving them.
Carol went downstairs. She found Veronica in the kitchen making tea. Vee stood by the counter, one hand resting against the edge while the kettle steamed beside her. One hand moved over her stomach as she waited.
Vee looked up when Carol entered. She noticed the tears still stinging Carol's eyes immediately.
Yeah.
She knew the feeling. "Want some tea?" Vee asked.
