What it's about
Eva Russo is a tough and wise mobster's daughter who wants nothing more than to get herself, and her family, out of the business. But when her father, Joe Russo, a reputed gangster and half owner of the flailing Las Vegas casino The Oasis ends up murdered, Eva knows it was his captain, Dave 'The Sheik' DeSantis who made the hit.
Now that Dave's on the verge of claiming everything her father built, Eva has to go all in and immerse herself in the business while calling upon her blood family to help her wrestle control of her father's empire away from Dave. Eva thinks she's got plenty of ammunition to bluff her way through a showdown with Dave. She's got her tough, wiseguy fiancé, Vincent Vendetti by her side, not to mention her wild-spirited, casino-savvy cousin, Marina Martino. But Dave DeSantis isn't ready to fold his hand. Loyalties sway and the stakes are raised as the battle between families heats up. Before long, all bets are off as Eva and Dave go head-to-head, risking it all and gambling with lives and fortunes, each one desperate to take control of the house money.
PROLOGUE
Eva Russo was always good at being bad. But this is beyond bad. This is evil. This is completely out of control. Eva's chest is heaving in the immaculate wedding dress, she's irrational and screaming, her eyeliner smudged and streaky down her face as she waves around a loaded gun, aiming it primarily at her fiancé. This, Marina thinks, isn't the common, disheartening statistic of how one in two marriages end, but it's immensely more frightening. People wonder why she's afraid of getting hitched? Divorce is one thing. Firearms are another.
"Where were you last night?" Eva demands.
"Sugar, c'mon," Vincent says, holding out his hands.
"Don't you sugar me!" Eva shouts. "Where were you?"
"Look. You need to calm down," Vincent says and reaches out toward her.
But Eva takes a step back and raises the gun, pointing it at his chest. The morning sunlight beams through the windows, catching and glinting off the steel as she raises the weapon an inch higher. Keeping her voice low, she says, "I'll calm down once you tell me where you were."
Watching it, Marina's stomach flips and quickens. She knew her cousin wasn't like most other women. It was a fact she accepted, but seeing it, now, with her own eyes, is something else. Eva's deep blue eyes, wicked and resolved, glaring at her fiancé as he wisely raises his hands again. "Just stay calm," he warns her.
"I know you were with Dave all night! Dave and that whore of his! That's what all this ridiculous pre-nup shit is about, isn't it?"
"My bride is aiming a forty-five at me at point blank range. I don't think asking for a pre-nup is so ridiculous."
Quiet now, her second hand curling around the gun to steady herself, Eva says, "I know it was you, Vincent."
"What?"
"My father!" Eva shouts.
"Oh my God," Marina whispers, her legs shaky, her stomach in a knot as horrible, buried memories bubble to the surface. Half of her wants to sink into the carpet and disappear. Vanish. Not have to see this. Hung over, kicked awake, and dragged into this scene in the first place, Marina wishes there was some way to rewind time. But she sees Eva's hands shaking, her fingers loosen and then tighten around the weapon. "Eva," Marina says.
"Shut up!" Eva screams, but her eyes don't flicker away from her target.
"This is crazy," Marina tells her. "Don't do this. It's a misunderstanding, that's all."
Eva's eyes well up as she shouts. "Goddamn right it's a misunderstanding! I trusted you, Vincent!"
"Yeah," Vincent says as his lips curl slightly with a look Marina's never seen on him before. It's nearly a smirk. And she thinks, oh God no. It's the look her own boyfriend gives her when he's calling her bluff, when he's got her beat in a stupid argument. It always infuriates Marina. But this is worse. Because no one should ever call Eva's bluffs.
But he does. He calls it. Taunting. Saying, "Your father trusted me too."
Marina holds her breath.
"Vinny," Eva says quietly as a tear spills from her eye.
"Eva," is all Vincent says, his voice a low growl, a warning.
Eva, she whispers it. Simply saying two words. "Bang. Bang." Then she squeezes the trigger.
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