Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 46

Getting to Gela took an hour and a half.

The taxi driver let me charge my phone on a cord he had plugged into his cigarette lighter. Luckily, the cord was long enough to reach into the backseat – because I kept checking my phone every two minutes for more texts, which never came.

The driver was pretty happy; he should have been. The cab fare cost 130 euros, but he’d refused to take me for less than 300.

“No way in hell I’m going to get a passenger in Gela to drive back to Catania,” he said, so I’d given in.

He let me out in front of Casa di Violetta, which was a tiny hotel set back along an alley. I knew it was near the beach because I could hear seagulls cawing.

I checked into the hotel, which was old but cute. It had a large wooden counter the clerk stood behind… watercolors of the seaside framed on the walls… and an orange-and-white-tiled floor.

There was no elevator, unfortunately, so I had to lug my suitcase up three flights of stairs.

The bathroom was dated but clean. There was a balcony, too, but unfortunately it looked out on

my suitcase

my appearance in the

as I texted, I’m

After that, I waited.

minutes later, a text came from my mysterious

I’m

my excitement even though

going to

not next week

Today!

thoughts out of my head,

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