He searched my face, and then one side of his mouth lifted in a knowing smirk. I pulled my hand from his and returned it to my lap, then turned back to the window.

We rode in silence the rest of the way, only the soft notes of a piano coming over the car's speakers to break the tension between us.

What seemed like forever but was probably only a few minutes later, Enzo rolled down the privacy glass. "We'll be there in two minutes, Luca."

Reaching inside his jacket, Luca pulled out his Glock and checked that it was ready to go before he slid it back into the...