Indiscretions of a God by Dee Sunniva

Author:Dee, Sunniva
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-16T05:00:00+00:00

My Hillside home has become less of a home. You do what you gotta do, though. If only it weren’t so damn inconvenient to haul everything I need into the car to hole up in my father’s safe house. He’s got safe houses in several places, but even his Malibu apartment is far from everything I need.

Rain has showered up and wears another to-the-ankles dress. I acknowledge her with the wag of two fingers as she returns to the living room. The new dress is green, and she’s a sight to feast on with her long, ink-black hair that rolls down over shoulders and breasts.

Il Lince’s cleanup crew is on the way. My father had, as expected, a meltdown of grief over Romano, but also as expected, he was back to his calculating self within minutes.

Fucking A, I need a bigger car.

“You travel like a chick, boss,” Bully says behind me, face spreading in a crooked grin as I turn my head. The grin falters when I just stare at him. “Sorry.”

“Carry the rest of the crap to your van,” I mutter. It’s four suitcases, most of which don’t contain clothes. “You’ll get it to Malibu for me.”

Rain and Aurora have become fast friends. It took a minute to find the cat after the attack, but now she’s back to purring loudly, nudging her head under Rain’s chin.

We’re running out of time. Santa Colombini came with a surprisingly small crew, and it’s odd that they didn’t factor in how Il Lince’s son would have people stationed on his property. Makes me wonder how long they’ll wait for their dead buddies to report back before they send out reinforcements.

Updates from Felix say there’s been no action in San Diego or Oceanside. Sounds like I’m the only one they’ve been after for now. A new rumble of misgivings stirs in my chest at the thought of Tatiana. No one has seen her since she left early this morning.

“Isaias. A car,” Bully alerts. I pull out my gun and take position by the window. The vehicle is small, maybe a Corolla. It’s pearly white, clean, the opposite to everything around me. Doesn’t look like any car coming from the famiglie.

Bully and I have manually pushed the front gate open—Il Lince will have to pay for rewiring too—and the car slows down enough for the driver to study the deserted Santa Colombini van on the other side of it. Then they stop to take inventory of the broken intercom.

Slowly, the Corolla rolls up and parks in front of my door. I hear her pull the handbrake before she pushes the door open, ducks out, and straightens. She looks me smack in the eye. “What happened here, Isaias di Nascimbeni? You been playing Mafia Wars again?”

I feel a small smirk growing on my face as I fold my arms over my chest. My gun points toward the sky. “What made the nun of the year honor me with her presence again? Do you know how stupid it was of you to leave this morning?”

She smirks back, ruby red lips plump and edible.

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