Hidden Worthiness by Susan Fanetti

Author:Susan Fanetti
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mafia, mobster, Italian American, ballerina, wealthy, rich, scars
Publisher: Susan Fanetti
Published: 2019-01-04T16:00:00+00:00

~ 14 ~

What the actual fuck was she doing?

As Donnie opened the passenger door of his Porsche and she slid in and settled on the leather seat, Ari tried to stir up the sense of doom the situation warranted. Summing up the past five minutes: Donnie Goretti had shown up right outside the stage door, out of nowhere, after more than a month. Within like a minute of that shocking development, a big guy had emerged from the night, pointing a huge gun right at her, and then Donnie had a gun, too.

He’d put himself in front of her. He’d heard the guy coming, or something, and he’d jumped in front of her.

The guy had turned out to be working for Donnie, but Ari didn’t think he’d known it when he’d put himself between her and a gun.

Maybe that was why she was sitting here, in Donnie Goretti’s fancy sportscar, now.

Julian was livid. If something happened to her, she’d never hear the end of it—not that his endless chorus of ‘I told you so’ would be her primary trouble. Even assuming she were alive to hear it.

That thought made little impact. She couldn’t work up the worry the situation clearly required.

He got in behind the wheel. He reached to the passenger side, opened the glove box, and set his gun inside. She didn’t know how she felt about a loaded gun resting so close to her, but she supposed if she needed it, she was closer to it than he was. Not that she knew how to shoot it.

“Thank you,” he said again as he settled back behind the wheel.

Ari turned to him—and was struck dumb for just a second. From where she sat, as he faced front and started his car, she could see only the scarred side of his face. It occurred to her in a flash that she’d never seen him like this. In the time of their acquaintance, he’d always positioned himself so that she saw his left side—either only his left, or straight on. That might be because of his hearing, but she didn’t think it was the only reason. He presented his best side every chance he could. He moved through the whole world always aware of the way he was seen.

Without realizing it, even when she’d been looking right at him, or imagining him since, she’d seen or thought of only the left side of his face. It wasn’t that she’d forgotten he was scarred. She could describe his scars as easily as she could the rest of him. But she didn’t think of them. She thought of him as a handsome man, but this side of his face was devastating. God, what had happened to him?

The shock lasted only a second, but he seemed to sense it. His shoulders went stiff, and he put the car in gear—it was a manual transmission—and backed out of the space with more vigor than necessary.

“Turn left out of the lot, then right at the light,” she said, raising her voice a bit to make sure he heard her.

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