The Long Game

Matteo's tone sharpened.

“I have people watching this house. Watching your every move... And remember they’re not watching you because they have something against you,” he said, stepping closer. “They’re protecting you, Serafina. I want you to remember that. They are protecting you.”

My chest burned with fury, but I said nothing.

“And I will repeat again...your friendship with Lydia? That’s over,”