**Massimo’s Point Of View**
“You can haul the boy, and discipline him, do you know that?”
“He’s in Rome,” I tell my son. Alessio rolls his eyes from the corner of the office.
“This has Elias written all over it. Remember what I told you when Matteo’s mama started to have complications an hour after giving birth?”
I recalled his words. Although Alessio was young, he’d told me he suspected that someone was gunning for my wives. And he was sure it had everything to do with Elias. Although they’ve never met, my son is still capable of drawing conclusions. But I’ll tell him what I told him back then.
“There’s no way Elias did that. I do believe he’s involved in whatever is happening right now, but I don’t have time to be cryptic. I need a solution to solve my problem. I already have a plan
