"The peace treaty is going to be in two forms. First is practically a blank check. Anything at all can be put down. The second is going to be a physical sit down. I'll act as the bridge of course. What does that sound like for you, Luce?"
When Luciano did not respond, everyone present in the meeting room turned to him.
He kept a straight face, so they all thought he probably hadn't been swayed yet.
They didn't know he was battling to stay graceful.
His mind was haunted by flash images of Valentina kissing Elio.
He had barely gotten any sleep yet, because every time he closed his eyes, it was all he would see.
"Carpo?" Salvatore tapped him gently.
He tumbled out of his thoughts. "What?"
"Didn't you like the offer from the president? Is there something more you want?" Giorgio asked.
He rolled his eyes hard, as it dawned on him they were still in a meeting to discuss a peaceful resolution.
"Didn't I tell you this is a waste of both our time, amico?"
