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face him.
    “How do you know?”
    “I just texted Mr. D’Argenzio and told him we needed some information for his other daughter’s dress fitting. He gave me his sister’s name and number. But before I show it to you, are you absolutely sure about this? And are you sure that Rod can’t handle it on his own?”
    “I’ve already told you! If we leave it to Rod, this wedding isn’t happening. Half that family will be arrested—”
    “Correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t that a good thing? A young man is dead, someone who was a father and probably never even knew it.”
    “Yes, and we’ll tell Rod as soon as we know whose side to be on. Right now, I’m struggling to feel anything close to scorn for Caterina. That poor girl! We have to help her, Nathan!”
    “Marriage is about compromise, right? So we compromise. We’re not going to pay her a visit, but we can still call her on the phone.” Nathan held out his phone and pointed with it to the computer. “Look up the aunt’s number.”
    Stacy sighed, but decided it was the best she was going to get. “What do I even say? ‘Hey, did you have an out-of-wedlock child with a man your father killed earlier this week?’ That should go over well, assuming her aunt doesn’t rip the phone right out of her hand.”
    “Maybe not lead off with that one, you know,” he suggested jokingly. “Start with something with a little more… I don’t know… class?”
    She shot him a look and snatched his phone, but sat staring at it for a few moments while she thought of how to begin. Finally, she decided on her tactic and dialed the number, her fingertip hovering over the send button for a few seconds before she pushed it.

Chapter 12
    “ W hy wouldn’t she talk to you?” Jeremiah asked as they pulled through the drive-thru for coffees to take to the office. “She’s old enough to get married, but not old enough to talk on the phone past her bedtime?”
    “Something like that. Her aunt—Mr. D’Argenzio’s sister—answered the phone and wouldn’t put her on. My money’s on the fact that Nathan had just texted to get her info, and therefore Daddy Dearest shot a quick phone call down to his sister and told her to keep us from talking to her.”
    “Let’s not use words like ‘shot’ anymore, okay? Just until this wedding is over?” Jeremiah said before shuddering dramatically. “Didn’t you say Jorge and Miguel were preparing a brunch for the boss man’s breakfast meeting?”
    “Yeah… and?” Stacy asked, her attention focused on her rearview mirror as she changed lanes.
    “Well, that would mean he won’t be in his office for a while… it might be a good time to look for proof.”
    “Proof of what? Of an illegitimate child, a daughter under lock and key?” she asked in a defeated voice. “Face it, until we get a hold of Caterina, we’ve got nothing to go on.”
    “The answer to talking to her might be in that office, too. If her aunt knew you were calling from his desk phone, she might be more inclined to let you talk to her.”
    “What good would that do? The lady would surely just stand right there and monitor the whole conversation.”
    “Hmm, could be. But you could come up with some kind of code. Something like, if you’re being coerced into this wedding, say, ‘Anything but vanilla butter crème.’ Something like that.”
    Stacy pushed back against the beginnings of a brutal headache, one that she hopefully had brought upon herself by switching to decaf. Maybe one little latte would solve all my problems , she thought longingly.
    “Fine, we’ll do it. But only if Miguel agrees to watch the door and make sure no one comes in there,” she conceded. “I can’t believe I’m letting you prod me into infiltrating the mob. And for what?”
    “For true love to reign supreme,” Jeremiah answered dreamily, watching her reaction out of the corner of his eye to see if he’d pushed it too far.
    “True love is dead! At least for this