Chapter 85. Mafia and Rich People’s Problem

Lake POV

“Uncle, what are you doing here?” The look on his face alone, I knew something terrible happened.

“Where have you two been? And you’re not answering your phone.”

“I left my phone here. We just went for a horse ride.”

“Without your men?” He glanced over at Owen and Homer.

“They wanted some time alone, sir,” Homer answered.

“Inside the property, uncle. Why? What’s going on?” I was just kissing Maverick when I heard Tennessee’s gallop. George came to tell us that we had visitors.

He breathed deeply as if gathering a strength within. “I don’t know how to break this news to you, Maverick, but maybe you should sit down first.”

“No.” She swallowed hard and blinked back the tears. “Just tell me already, Mr. Braddson.”

“The private jet that carried Gaetano and Terzo just crashed in the Pacific Ocean.”

I heard a gasp, and it came from Maverick.

“What?” I just stared in utter shock. A shiver coursed thr