“My brother is Rafaele Messero,” she said, her voice breaking as she finally looked at me, “and my fiancé is Cosimo Ferraro.” My heart dropped all the way to my toes. “Messero and Ferraro,” I echoed as my brain scrambled to make sense of what she was saying. Fabi nodded. I swallowed. Hard. “Your family is involved with the mob.” “No, Mia. My family is the mob.”
