Leo folded his napkin and set it beside his plate. “You are carrying my child. You do not lower your eyes for a man like that.”

“Don’t do anything.”

Leo raised two fingers. Vincent Russo, his security chief, appeared from near the bar. “The man at the corner table,” Leo said. “Find out who employs him.

Find out how he earns his money and whether he earns it honestly.”

“Leo.”

He kept his eyes on Chloe. “I’m not going to hurt him.” She exhaled. “I’m going to learn who he really is.”