Chapter 62

• Ava’s POV
• After Fabio's warning, we started to walk past the Yakuza. Suddenly, his hand clamped onto my arm, a tight grip that made me feel like he expected someone to yank me away any second. He opened the car door for me, a small, surprising gesture. Then, my eyes widened a fraction when he leaned in and personally fastened my seatbelt. Okay, that was... unexpected.
• The drive back to the mansion was quiet. But when we arrived, Kira was standing at the door. Her arms were crossed tightly, and she looked angry. Gabriella was next to her, holding a small black urn. I sighed. I'd forgotten. Today was Maximo's funeral. The urn meant they'd already cremated him.