Page 76 of Mafia Billionaire's Surprise Baby

“Because then I can keep knives on me too. I can’t use them, but you can.”

“Noted,” I respond.

We keep walking, and out of the corner of my eye, I watch as our tail darts along. “Do you think they’re with Interpol?”

Gia snorts. “In this neighborhood? Not likely. I think it’s probably…”

She freezes.

Smack in the middle of our path, a man is standing, blocking us from moving forward.

He’s tall; probably a little taller than me.

He looks rangy, like he’s been stretched over his frame awkwardly, but I have no doubt that he’s every bit as strong as I am. His dark hair and flashing eyes remind me of Dino, as does the glower on his face.

He looks a lot like Dino, as a matter of fact, except for the scar that covers one side of his face.

He's definitely taller than Elio or I, which makes him outrageously tall. Younger, too, if the youthful grin on his face is any indication.

The contrast of his smile with the scar is a little alarming, and his eyes are so dark, they’re nearly black.

He’s staring at Gia.

Next to me, Gia pulls away from my embrace. I try not to grasp her as she moves forward.

She puts her hands on her hips, and she tilts her head.

“Gabriel,” she calls out. “Long time no see.”

She says it in flawless French.

“Look who’s a polyglot now,” I mutter.

“It’s too similar to Italian. It was easy,” she whispers back.

The man steps forward and responds in French as well. “Gia. Darling. Imagine finding you here.”

“Why did that man call you darling?” I hiss.

Gia doesn’t respond.

“You know, I never really thought I would find myself back in Marseille,” she says breezily. “And yet, here I am, enjoying your fine city again.”

“I would have been happy to host you if you would have called.”

The words are light, but there’s an edge to them that makes my skin prickle. I tuck closer behind her, surveying the surrounding street.

It’s remarkably quiet. We’re not exactly on a main thoroughfare, but we’re also not in a neighborhood.

Yet, somehow, the buildings around us are dead silent.

Movement catches the corner of my eye, and the air leaves my chest in a surprised grunt.

It isn’t quiet.

There are people stacked in the buildings around us. I can see their faces crowded against the glass, staring out.

Another movement and I’m definitely closing in on holding Gia.