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“I’d like to come,” he offered.

“If it’s okay, I think I’d prefer if you stayed and took care of my father. If anything happens here, you’ll know what to do.”

Marcus considered this and nodded. “Okay, I’ll stay.”

“We can’t travel light,” Claudius stated. “We have to prepare for all eventualities.”

“I agree. That’s why I think we should have a reinforcement team just in case we need backup. But we go into the facility to get the diamonds.”

“We need to do this unseen. I’m sure the house is being watched,” Dad said.

“We leave at night, under the cover of nightfall.” I checked it out and made note of the opening and closing times at the facility. The last access time was eleven P.M. If we left here at nine we’d have plenty of time to get there and get the diamonds. “Luc can pick me up, and we’ll just go. We act normal and don’t draw attention to ourselves.”

“I think you should turn the diamonds in when you get it. Just give it straight to the Smithsonian Society. Don’t bring them back here.”

I turned to focus on him.

“Are you sure that’s wise?” Luc challenged, concern filling his features.

“Yes,” Dad answered. “Hand them in, and we deal with them trying to get Amelia the way we always do when we need to protect one of our own.”

Luc smiled. “We hunt them down.”

“We hunt them down,” Claudius agreed with a wicked grin.

I couldn’t protest because that was my thoughts exactly. “We find them and put a stop to all of this.”

I spoke, but the words sounded far away from me.

Like they weren’t coming from me. This couldn’t be me talking about hunting people, but it was.

I was sitting next to my father, the mafia king, and I’d become the accidental mafia queen.

Chapter 20

Amelia

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“Okay, scram, I need to speak to my daughter in private,” Dad stated.

I didn’t remember him being this bossy, but then I suppose I never saw him like this or knew what he could be like when he was talking business.

It was interesting to see how these men simply followed orders and listened to him, no matter how he spoke to them.

Luc looked at me as he got up. He opened his mouth to speak, but Dad stopped him.

“She stays here tonight.” Dad leaned forward and stared Luc down.

I couldn’t believe this. He was acting like I was sixteen.

“Dad, for God’s sake.”

He looked at me with raised brows.

“No, and next time you pull a stunt like that by having her out without so much as a phone call, don’t come back here.” Dad was being serious.

I stared at him open mouthed, stunned by his behavior, but he wasn’t looking at me. His focus was all on Luc, who simply gave him that wicked grin.