Chapter 21

• NATASHA
• I wiped the sweat off my forehead and followed Lawrence's direction. I doubt even he knew why we were here. He must have simply obeyed his father or brother or whoever Luigi was to him. If he learned we were there to kill the Lord of the mafia, he never would have accepted us... Right?
• Not unless he also hated Hell and wanted to see him dead. If he tried to find out Hell's identity, it would be too obvious, and he would get caught. Employing a maid seemed like a much more subtle way to ferret out information.