Page 37 of Mafia Billionaire's Surprise Baby

Unfortunately, she’s running to the front door before I can say anything.

When we get to it, I open the door and snatch the package, running into the garden with it.

If there’s a bomb, I’m not blowing up my fourth-favorite house.

“Stay back,” I bark at Gia.

She gets behind me.

Slowly, I look at the small package. I hold it up gently, hoping that there are no tripwires hidden anywhere around it.

“What is it?”

I turn it over. “A package.”

“Okay, I can see that with my own eyes, Sherlock. What’s inside?”

“I’m not opening it.”

I hear Gia huff from behind me. “Oh my god, Sal. Just open it.”

“It could be a bomb.” Or Anthrax, or any number of other powdered viruses.

“It’s hot heavy enough to be a bomb.”

“Gia…” I growl.

“Seriously. Just take a peek,” she says from behind me.

Fine. “Take five steps back. Actually, get behind the garden wall.” I jerk my head at the concrete brick wall in the garden.

“Whatever.” She gives me a very annoyed look but slinks behind the cement structure.

I take a deep breath. Slowly, I unfold the edges of the package. I pull them back, holding it as far away from myself as possible—then, I turn it.

“What’s in there?”

I frown. “It’s…empty.”

“No, it’s not. Shake it.”

Gently, I shake the box. A small metallic object drops out, appearing in my hand.

“It’s a USB drive,” I say.

Gia’s out from the wall and next to me in an instant. “Okay. Let’s go look at it.”

“We don’t have a computer,” I respond dumbly.

She rolls her eyes. “Cash out one of the French castles and buy one.”

I don’t need to do that. I have plenty of liquid assets, so I grab the USB drive and her hand. “Let’s go.”

Less than an hour later, we’re back, with a shiny new computer in the bag.

“It’s alarming to me that you’re not using the Rossi business credit card,” Gia says. She narrows her eyes at me. “How much are you worth?”

“Only someone who is annoyingly rich would ask that question.”