Page 83 of Bound By A Promise
“Fuck, you might as well say John Smith.”
“Well, Juan is here on a legal visa, but Homeland Security is questioning his connection to a known cartel.”
Fuck.
My thoughts went to my wife.
“Drug lord?” I asked, holding my breath.
“Elizondro Herrera. You owe me.”
I let out a long breath. “I do. Can you get me physical proof? I’ll pay extra.”
Chapter
Twenty-Seven
Camila
Ilifted the mug of hot coffee to my lips as Contessa pulled the egg casserole from the oven, filling the kitchen with a delicious aroma. Ariadna Gia suckled at Cat’s breast covered by a light blanket as Mama and Mia gathered around the kitchen table.
“I’m going to miss having you all around,” Cat said, taking a drink of her herbal tea.
Mia looked at her watch. “I’ll feel better once Aléjandro is here.”
Mama’s eyes shone as she watched her granddaughter eat. “I’ll be back.” She turned to me. “Both of my girls living together.” She tilted her head. “It makes me both happy and sad.”
“I’m happy, Mama. I really am.” My thoughts centered on the man who was now my husband. Even though things had been busy since we returned to Kansas City, he’d spent any available time with me. Other than a few late nights at Emerald Club, hemanaged to make it home before I fell asleep. Having Mama and Mia in town, Cat and I have stayed content spending our time with them.
My only time away from the apartments was my doctor’s appointment. Apparently, the name Luciano went a long way in Kansas City. Catalina’s doctor’s answering announcement said that she had a three-month wait to take new patients. A call from my sister, and I was seen that afternoon. Now as soon as I had a period, I was set with my first three months’ prescriptions.
“When is Jano arriving?” Cat asked. “And do you know when you’ll be headed back to San Diego?”
Contessa brought the casserole to the table. “Is there anything else I can get anyone?”
“You can have a seat,” Cat said, “and sit with us. This smells fantastic.”
“Oh, I have things to do, and I don’t want to interrupt family.”
“You’re family.”
Contessa smiled. “Let me know when Ariadna is ready for a diaper change and nap.”
Cat looked down, tugged on the blanket and exposed her daughter’s small head covered in soft dark hair. “She’ll be tired after this.” My sister looked up. “Mama, can you dish me a piece of that casserole?”
As Mama dished out pieces, Mia shook her head. “I’m going to stick with fruit.”
Cat smiled. “I remember those mornings. What time is Jano arriving?” she asked again.
“He texted around eight Kansas City time to say he was getting an early start.”
“What do you all say to going out for lunch? We could go to the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art.”
“Oh,” Mia exclaimed. “I’d like that.”
Mama furrowed her forehead. “Will Dario approve?”
“We’ll take Armando and Giovanni. Ariadna will stay here with Contessa. As long as we have the bodyguards, Dario doesn’t mind.”