The Mafia King's Unknown Doctor Wife novel Chapter 232

Chapter 232

“Was Gavino…?”

Massimo shook his head. “He’s getting back to New York later,” Massimo explained. “I had him running errands out of state for the past few days.”

Elena sighed in relief. Gavino meant a lot to Massimo and Luca. If he was injured, Elena knew Massimo would be going crazy-

But wait, why was Massimo acting so coldly right now? Elena had witnessed Massimo get serious and solemn before, but this felt different. So if Gavino was fine, why was Massimo acting oddly?

Before Elena could figure out how to ask this question politely, Massimo loudly grit his teeth. He frowned as if he had just tasted something bitter.

“Elena,” Massimo called softly, “do you know about dishonorable deaths? And what exactly they are–by the mafia’s own standards?”

At that moment, Elena realized why Massimo seemed so odd and his voice so unpleasant. She had never heard him speak with pure hatred before.

And now that she was watching that hate flow through him and take over every fiber of the don’s being, Elena knew for certain that she did not like seeing Massimo like this.

Not trusting her voice, Elena slowly shook her head.

“There are two types,” Massimo explained. “Drowning a man, or setting him on fire.”

Elena recalled the first example. It’s why mafia men often threatened to have someone ‘sleep with the fishes‘ — which would mean taking a man and throwing him, often tied up, into the sea. Dons and their underlings would use that threat all the time to make themselves seem tough.

But to actually kill a man by making him drown? That hadn’t been done for ages. Mostly because that’s not how you ended a fight–it’s how you made sure it became a blood feud, if not a full war.

Because if you throw a man into the ocean and let him drown, the family won’t have a body to hold the funeral with. So you weren’t just disrespecting the mafia man you killed. You were disrespecting his entire family as well as his very memory and spirit.

But Elena had never heard about death via fire being disrespectful. “Why is the second one dishonorable?” she

asked.

Massimo turned to look at Elena. His face may have been perfectly neutral, but Elena could spot the cracks–the way his fists trembled with rage, his teeth stayed gritted, and his eyebrows fought to remain unfurrowed.

“It’s a challenge to the family of the deceased,” Massimo spat out. “Does the family have enough money to fix the body for an open casket funeral? Or were they too late and there’s nothing but ashes left?”

Elena understood Massimo’s rage then. Tyler had essentially asked Massimo, “Can you put out each flame I’ve started before it burns something, someone important? Or will I destroy it all?”

A thought suddenly came to Elena. “Massimo,” Elena said urgently, “Tyler wouldn’t have been able to act like

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this here, in New York, all alone.”

Massimo nodded. “The question is how many traitors helped him,” he replied.

“He’d need the support of a family at least,” Elena theorized. “And, well, my father has always been under his thumb. If my father did something—”

“Several families would need to be working together to pull this off,” Massimo corrected. “And believe me, Elena, I intend to find every last one of them.”

An hour later, Massimo and Elena were doing just that. They were pouring over every piece of evidence they could find, trying to pin down who could’ve aided the Mafia King’s worst enemy.

They quickly came to an agreement—Massimo’s subordinates should’ve had some advance warning. Besides that, their response time was terrible.

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