Easton abruptly moved away from her on the couch, his eyes darting briefly above my head, and I looked behind me to see why.

Ah, Wyatt’s back.

“All set?” I stood as Carter and Sebastian followed Wyatt in, setting my hand at the base of my spine. Standing quickly had set off the nerves in my back to fire up again. Nothing like getting shot, even in a plated vest, to aggravate your back. Better than it landing in my flesh, though.

Wyatt wasted no time third-wheeling himself between Easton and Gwen on the couch. That man was even more overprotective than me.

But hell, we had a lot in common. Wyatt hadn’t known he had a daughter until she was even older than Colin was now. Like me, he knew what it was like to miss out on his child’s life, to be robbed of all that time. I didn’t wish that even on my worst enemies. Well, okay, maybe on one or two of them.

“Aurora has been handled. League-style, of course.” Sebastian coughed into a closed fist, and I didn’t want to ask what that even meant. Not in front of Juliette, at least. “It was agreed at our League meeting last night that Carmello will be stepping down. Emilia will handle things in Italy until she can find a suitable replacement.”

“And the Rizzos?” I asked as Juliette stood beside me now, gently moving my hand aside to massage my back.

“We covered our arses with Italian Intelligence. We also managed to smoke out an insider the Rizzos had with AISE and take him down as well.” Sebastian casually fixed his tie beneath his suit jacket. “Not that he’d have anyone to report to with every last member of the Rizzo crime family dying on Monday.”

My father had already apologized to me for not ending the Rizzos years ago, but he didn’t owe me one. I knew he’d only been doing his best to protect my mother.

Giuseppe, on the other hand, was nervous about lying to us about the Rizzos.

My father had said he’d already sent two rooms’ worth of apology fruit baskets and flowers. My dad told him I’d forgive him as long as he held true to his word in letting me speak to Zach Bauer’s dad.

Not even dying made me forget about the piece of shit who’d made the woman I loved get on her knees and grovel after his son hit a girl. Nah, fuck that.

“I think it’s safe to say all loose ends have been tied.” Carter stepped forward. “I’ve already requested my team at Falcon Falls to pick up Dylan Kelly in the Caymans and clean up the rest of Jamie’s operation in New York. By the time you get home, it’ll be handled.”