Chapter 11Don Ferone’s Home
Three in the Afternoon
They arrived at Frankie’s mother’s house promptly at three. The housekeeper, Carmen, opened the door and hissed. “We have a new cook. Now I’m supposed to be your mother’s companion. I suppose that was your doing?”
René’s fiancé regarded her as if she were a bothersome bug. “Yes, it was, and if you’re not an excellent companion, I’ll tell my stepfather to have his bookkeeper go over the household accounts for the last ten years. The last person who stole from him, a Mr. Apuso, wound up with no fingers. You might want to keep yours attached,” Frankie told her in a conversational tone.
“You wouldn’t…” The little, blousy, woman hissed again like The Alpha Mate’s cat when someone stepped on his tail.
His Frankie looked her straight in the
