Chapter Ten

Enzo walks past me to open the door.

I don't turn around, but I hear the voice of a man. He's breathing hard and most of what he says is unclear. "Slow down, Marco. Repeat that."

"There are some Antonioni boys starting fights at Lorenzo's bar," he finally says. "He asks for your help."

"I'll be there," Alessandro says. "Wait by the car."

He closes the door and grabs the key from the table. "There's been enough trouble tonight. I'll lock you in because I don't want any more of it." He looks my way, undoubtedly expecting a response. When he doesn't get one, he takes a hold of my face. His fingers dig into my skin. "I'm warning you, girl. If you dare do anything that displeases me, you're dead."

He examines my face for a solid moment. He's much taller than me, so he stares down at me in a very degrading manner. I hate the way it makes me feel small and beneath him. I try to free my face from his grip, but he holds on tighter. "Don't try anything stupid, Chiara. You won't get away with