Nico's words haunted Dante for days.

"Your father had other secrets."

He tried to dismiss them. Parting shot. Empty threat. Just words meant to unsettle.

But they worked.

At night, nursing Gabriel, Sienna noticed Dante's distraction. "You're thinking about what Nico said."

"I'm trying not to."

"But you are."

"Yes. I can't help it. What if there are secrets? Things I don't know? Things that could affect our family?"

"Like what? Your father's been dead for years. What could possibly matter now?"

"I don't know. That's what bothers me. Not knowing."

"So find out. Go through his papers. Investigate. Put your mind at ease."

Dante had boxes. Storage. His father's...