had youth, brains, and her great-grandfather on her side. There was nothing that Paolo could say or do to her, but she was smart enough not to show her hand. Paolo was going to suffer in a way that just wasn’t fair for a man of his age...when the time was right. He was the only thing standing in her way and one day, he’d quietly go away. He may have been “family” but he wasn’t bulletproof.
“I’m not afraid of you,” she informed him. “Like I said, you worry about your shit and I’ll worry about mine. If you can’t handle it, step aside old man, and let someone else do it.”
Caprice patted Paolo on his shoulder and smirked. “Good talk, Uncle. Have a great week.”
Tossing her long hair over her shoulders, Caprice turned on her heels and left the conference room. She found Nico in Poleski’s office. Both he and the lawyer stopped talking when she slammed the door shut and turned the lock.
“We have a problem,” she informed both of them. She glanced at Poleski, who was frowning at her.
“Before I continue, I need to know where your loyalty lies,” she said bluntly. “With the family you’ve worked for all these years or with Paolo?”
“Paolo is part of the Bonatelli family,” the stuffy lawyer replied.
“That’s all I needed to hear. I want to see Fausto. Arrange a meeting,” Caprice demanded.
Peter looked flustered. He knew about the one meeting Caprice and Nico had with Fausto. He had arranged it at the request of the big man. He wasn’t supposed to cater to the whims of Domani’s daughter though, unless it had something do with the casino. Those were direct orders from both Paolo and Domani.
“I’ll see what I can do,” he replied, knowing that he wasn’t going to contact Fausto.
Caprice saw right through his lie and added the lawyer to the list of people she knew she couldn’t trust.
“What are you doing about the B-Lounge’s liquor license?” she asked out of the blue. “They’ve been operating without one for three days. Surely, our family lawyer knows that’s illegal. Surely, our family lawyer understands the importance of keeping our legit businesses legit. Surely, our family lawyer understands that he is expendable, right?”
Poleski sighed. “I’m looking into it, Caprice.”
Caprice sat down in the large leather chair directly across from the lawyer. She crossed her legs and leaned back. She looked back and forth between the lawyer Domani trusted with all his affairs and her brother who she knew was on her side. Nico walked over and sat in the other chair next to Caprice.
“How exactly are you handling it, Mr. Poleski?” she asked. “And I think it’s about time that we know everything. Start talking.”
Chapter Seven
“Nico,” Caprice whined into the phone. “Just talk to him, okay? That’s all I’m asking. You’ll see that I know what I’m doing. We can trust him.”
“No we can’t!” Nico yelled at his sister. “I’ve had plenty of conversations with Diesel and Aries and I can read people better than you. He goes back to where he came from until the casino is done and you are able to actually keep your end of the stupid ass deal you made with him. If I catch him around you, I swear to fuckin’ Christ, I will shoot him in the fuckin’ head!”
Caprice rolled her eyes and stretched out on her sofa. She and Nico had been having the same conversation for three days. Neither one was budging an inch.
“Nico,” Caprice said slowly. “I’ve told you million times that you are not going to shoot my boyfriend.”
Nico returned her same condescending tone. “Caprice, I will and you’ll get over it.”
“What right do you have to tell me who I can and cannot date? I am an adult. I know who to trust and who not to trust. You gotta give me some breathing room. If you’d just come to dinner…”
Her request was answered by three beeps in her ear indicating that Nico had hung up on her.
Oh well, she thought as she sat her iPhone
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