Amid the coughing and hacking, Caterina stood next to him, unfazed. There may even have been the slightest smile on her face, though she tried to downplay her amusement. Funny how he was getting to know her slightest tics. Rocco glared at the other men and returned his gaze to the cougher. “We prefer discretion. I prefer a blanket of anonymity. That is how I do business. I don’t care if it is El Mateperros or not. Understand me?” Sirens roared. Rubbing his throat, the man stood down and walked toward the other men. A quick nod and a mumble, then two Mercedes sedans rolled up. Rocco turned to Caterina. “You okay, darlin’?” “Never better.” Her eyes twinkled. He squeezed her hand, uncomfortable with the anger bubbling in his chest. “Someone touches you like that again, prepare for the unexpected.” In her heels, she went up on her tiptoes again and whispered into his ear, “Un segundo.” There she went with her Spanish again, as if he could ever say no. At least he understood this one.
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