When Scott got home two hours later, we all went over and convened at the Cattaneo estate to discuss Luca and Jenny's marriage.
"Let's talk terms," said Luca, as a servant came in and set down a tray with four glasses of Scotch on it.
"I thought we did that already," said Jenny. "You want to marry a Luciano. I want to find Peter's killer. What else is there to discuss?"
"Don Angelo's condition," said Luca, claiming his glass before taking a seat across from Scott, Jenny and I.
"I thought he already gave his blessing," I said, but honestly I should have seen this coming.
Olive branch, my ass. What was he planning?
"Let me guess: it has to do with Stacy," said Scott, who was notably uncomfortable with us being here.
He wanted to drop Jenny off and be on our way, but I had to make sure that Luca would go through with this first.
"It's a simple request. He wants you to attend the wedding," said Luca, staring pointedly at me.
