Chapter 31 She's Sharp

Alessandro stood at the kitchen counter with a skillet in his hand. It clearly didn't feel as natural to him as the grip of a gun. The eggs hissed as they cooked, their edges already burned. He frowned as though he were dealing with a messy situation, then killed the heat. A soft sound came from behind him. Alessandro's body tensed for a moment, but he didn't turn around. Instead, he scooped the terribly cooked scrambled eggs onto a plate. Lucia stood in the doorway. She had changed into a long-sleeved dress with a high collar, buttoned all the way up. It hid every trace of what last night had left behind. "Sit." Alessandro pointed at a chair. Lucia sat down. On the table were two cups of milk, a few slices of toast that had gone too far, and a plate of eggs that looked nearly black. "Where's the maid?" she asked hoarsely. "She's got the day off." Alessandro sat across from her and pushed the plate over. "Let's eat." Lucia stared at the food, then at the Don of Montefina acro