Stacy—So I attended a Cattaneo wake pt 2

"You are wise to try and trick me instead of threatening me. I'll give you that. But using my family to do it? Bad move. No man controls what I do or don't do. Not you, not Don Angelo, not even Scott. Whom I will fuck if I so choose. Never make the mistake of thinking you are any different to me than Don Angelo. I did Cattaneo's books for the last seven years. What can I say? Daddy was a show off. If I can feed my own father to the wolves, I can just as easily do it to you," I finished in a huff. 

"Did you just threaten a don in his own home?" Luca asked, his voice dangerously low. 

"I don't make threats, I make promises. If you wanted me dead, I would be, but like I said, you're just another Don Angelo. If you want to keep entertaining delusions of us riding off into the sunset together, that's your prerogative, but don't ever, ever come after me using my family again," I said, rising to my feet. "Always a pleasure, Luca."

It took effort to walk away in a straight line. My hands shook and I felt light headed. I hadn't intended on the speech. Getting emotional in a situation like this was beneath me. Having my suspicions confirmed about Jenny threw me for a loop, such that the whole plan went out the window. I had just threatened a brand new don, on his premises, with a shaky bluff at best. 

While it was true that I did do the books for the Cattaneos and could likely reproduce every detail I had taken in over the last seven years due to my photographic memory, I had not come prepared to make that threat. It was never my intention to make an enemy of Luca, or anyone other than Don Angelo. 

Still, it was too late to take it back. The only thing to do now was get the hell out of here before Luca realized I was full of shit. I didn't think I was in any mortal danger. That would start an instant war. I did, however, not want to stand up to what Luca and Don Angelo would be willing to do together to get their way. 

Heartbroken about Jenny's reason for showing up at my doorstep, I decided to leave without meeting my mother. Little did I know that Jenny had other plans. 

I kept my head down as I headed for the front door. It was for this reason that I didn't see her coming. 

"You can make this happen. You can get me an audience with our father," Jenny cried, grabbing onto the collar of my suit. 

If that wasn't enough of a kick in the teeth, my mother showed up shortly thereafter, prying Jenny's body off of me. 

"Come to your senses, child. You can't be here," said my mother. 

Unable to contain myself at now being with both Jenny and my mom, I felt myself tear up. 

All that came out of me was, "Mom."