"I was going to tell you after breakfast."
"Tell me now."
He nodded and set the cup down on the saucer.
"There were three men. They came in over the south wall—the part I hadn't reinforced after you ran. They knew which part. Someone inside the house handed over the plans."
"Who?"
"I don't know yet. Acquaviva's looking into it."
"The three men…"
"Dead. I killed two."
"And the third?"
"He's in the cellar."
"With Matteo?"
"A different cellar," he said simply. "The house is big, bella."
"Whose men were they?"
"Your father's."
"Are you sure?"
"I recognized the tattoo on one of their arms. The Bonanno family, Palermo. Vassals of the Rossis for forty years. I've seen that tattoo three times in the last five years."
"Why would my father send men now? Before the wedding."
"Because he found out Matteo left Capri."
"How did he find out?"
"Donna Carmela."
"Cazzo."
"Sì."
"Did you kill her?"
"No. I had her taken out of Capri yesterday. But someone got to her before we got there. I don't know who. Acquaviva's looking into it."
I took a deep breath, trying to understand what was coming.
"So my father knows Matteo is here. And he sent three men."
"He did. And he'll send more."
"When?"
"Before the wedding."
"In four weeks?"