“Me?” Candace says and blinks several times.
“Yeah, you. Why don’t you take a break?” Dominic smiles.
“I was just doing these for you.” She holds his gaze as if she’s surprised he’s talking to her.
“Nah, leave it. It looks fine now. Come, let me make you some tea.” The flush of her cheeks is more pronounced when he takes the stack of papers from her. He then takes her hands and helps her stand.
“Thank you.”
I can’t even take a moment to notice it might be the first time my genius brother noticed the woman who’s had her eye on him since we were kids.
I look back to Massimo as they head out and notice the strain in his shoulders. He looks back to me and sighs.
“Maybe I shouldn’t have brought her along,” he states.
“I know why you did.”
“I just hope this works.”
“Massimo, I don’t plan to fail,” I assure him. It’s important he knows that. “Failure is not an option for me. This man is the reason my wife is dead, and why our father is dead. I will do this.”
He rests his hand on my shoulder and nods. “I believe you.”
I nod my thanks.
At least we know who Isabella is now.
That by itself is a weapon I have every intension of using.
No matter the cost.