Gabriele's POV

Olga and his apprentice were gone. I was left with Arianna once again.

My head had returned to the files in front of me but my eyes were on her. She was pulling her fingers and throwing glances my way every two seconds.

I could guess what was on her mind. But if she expected me to start that conversation then, we would be here longer than anticipated.

"Here," I said, passing her the file in front of me. "These are all you will be needing on the job. There are histories of all my transactions with the clients."

She took the files from me and her inquisitive...