Loyal to few, ruled by none.
The Capo grabbed his t-shirt but didn’t take his eyes off the girl. That’s how he saw disappointment wash over her when she realized he would put it on. At least it’s what she thought. But Noah just wanted to test her.
His smirk widened and the t-shirt dropped to the floor. He came closer to Inéz. "So, what did you want to talk about, cara?"
Inéz had his phone number, which she’d decided to use at last. It had been two days since their meeting in Noah’s office. She couldn’t stop thinking about his proposition. One they couldn’t refuse. But the girl still had a question she needed him to answer.
"Why do you need me?"
He raised his eyebrow. "Why do you think that I do?"
She rolled her eyes at him. He was testing her every step of the way, playing annoying games with her mind. Checking whether she was smart enough to figure out that he actually wanted something from her. She might be a lot of things but stupid was not one of them. Noah knew that.
"We can always pretend if that’s what you’d like, but there is something for me to do in your Famiglia.Even if it isn’t as your soldier, obviously. For some reason you need me, but you wouldn’t say it in front of Drew and Isaac," she said, frowning. "Why? How bad is it?"
"And here I thought that Lynette was the observant one," he joked.
Seeing her determined face hadn’t changed, he shook his head, laughing. She was too focused as to why she was essential for the Capo.
Noah sighed. "I have a problem with my Capodecina. I’ve given him a nightclub a year ago and since then I have heard that he’s become greedy and seeks more power for himself. He has all this money that frankly I don’t believe came from the business that he runs. But he’s careful around my people and I need proof before I act upon my suspicions."
"You want me to spy for you?" she asked carefully, unable to read his face.
Would he really put his trust in her to do the job? They didn’t know each other very well, and she knew nothing as to how to handle such tasks. She wasn’t skilled to become a spy. Not to mention that Noah didn’t seem like the person who would actually let a woman lead an operation. Made Men were too proud to share their work with women who were believed to be weak and docile.
"Yes, I do," he admitted without a hint of hesitation.
"I didn’t know you had a nightclub under your protection in Seattle. I thought you gave up most of the businesses to Lynette’s uncle."
"It was the way for a truce to last between our Famiglias, yes. But I’m not talking about Seattle,cara. You can’t possibly think we are going to stay here. I just had a few things to take care of and I need to return to Las Vegas. That is my city now."
That was something Inéz hadn’t realized. She had been sure that Noah would stay in Seattle and now she was finding out they would have to leave their lives behind and move to Nevada. For a job none of them was too happy about. Just the part of finding Lynette made it slightly better.
Flavio barged into the room. He was tense, and when he saw Inéz his eyes sparked with anger. The intensity behind the look made the girl shiver. As much as she found Noah not only intimidating but extremely dangerous, he didn’t give her the same dark vibes that his younger brother did. Flavio was more reserved and even harder to approach.
He stalked towards hisCaponot bothering to greet her. Then he whispered something into the boss’ ear. Noah nodded, quickly reaching for his t-shirt and a holster full of guns and knives. However, he didn’t ignore or dismiss Inéz as she thought he would. His gaze rested on her once he was fully dressed.
"Inéz, come with me," he ordered, catching her by surprise. But she knew better than to refuse him when he was in this state.
Something bad had happened.
They rushed to Noah’s Mercedes and sped off. The last thing the brunette caught sight of was the younger Falcone settling in his car. He was close behind them as they drove through the city, probably breaking all existing laws.
"Call Ryder and Henderson. You are about to have your first lesson."
That was all he said. The anger in his voice was showing through. There was no point arguing with him. She pulled out her phone and did exactly what Noah had requested. He gave her the address where they would meet with them.
CHAPTER 6
After less than fifteen minutes of insanely high speed and a few close brushes with death that were only avoided through excellent driving skills, they stopped in front of the Japanese restaurant he was in business with and protected from Bratva. The owner had been in trouble because of his past connections and Emilio had let the Las Vegas Famiglia keep this venture as a sign of his supposed goodwill. But at the time he’d had no idea why Noah was so determined for it to stay in his possession.
It was the perfect hideaway for the drug shipment they’d taken from the Seattle Famiglia. They weren’t at war but Noah didn’t like not having some kind of advantage over others. And with them thinking that it had been the Bratva’s doing, it had been safe. Until now.
The Capo got out of the
