Payback

Luke Savarini took a second bite of the lobster ravioli, just to be sure he hadn't judged too hastily. He'd been right the first time, he decided, letting the flavors dissolve on his tongue. There was too much oregano, and the sauce splashed over everything was weighted down with excess cream.

Anna, his sister, watched his reaction and then gave a crooked smile. "Not up to scratch, huh? My veal is okay, but not spectacular. Want to taste?"

"I'll take your word for it." Luke put down his fork, pushing away his heaped plate. With all the food there was in his life, he avoided eating anything he didn't completely enjoy. His waistline and his taste buds both thanked him.

"Why did you insist on bringing me here, Annie? You're not usually a fan of second-rate Italian."

"The restaurant is owned by Bruno Savarini. He's a cousin of ours, sort of. His grandfather and our great-grandfather were brothers."

Luke rolled his eyes. The most remote and fragile twigs of the family tree all made perfect sense to his sister, whereas he had his work cut out simply keeping track of the names and birthdays of his six nieces and nephews.

He mentally reviewed the vast clan of Savarini cousins ... read full excerpt from: Payback ebook