For the first time since this nightmare began, his shoulders dropped.
"Its over," Marco said in disbelief. Then louder, firmer, like he needed them to believe it too. "It's over."
Val glanced at him quickly from the driver's seat. "What do you mean it's over?" she asked.
"Don's back," Marco said.
"Was that Mama Luca?" Nonnina asked.
Marco nodded. "Yes."
"Where is she?" Nonnina pressed.
"She's in New York," Marco replied, running a hand over his face as exhaustion finally began to creep in. "Don asked her to come calm things down until Luca gets back." He let out a long breath, shaking his head faintly. "Lord knows I need the break."
Val let out a shaky breath of her own, her eyes flicking briefly to Veronica in the rearview mirror. "So… this is done?" she asked softly. "Julian… all of it?"
"It's not done. But it's… shifting."
"Carol…" Nonnina whispered, her brows lifting slowly as the name settled on her tongue. "Carol… is here?"
