I am Isabella Swan.

Owner of a succesfull pastryshop.

Avid reader of everything and anything.

Soaks up information like it's nobodys business.

Daughter of Charles and Renee Swan.

A brilliant ex-cop who got cheated by the system and a stealthy hitwoman with a penchant for picking locks and cracking safes.

Togheter they were known as La Sorte.

Assassins of the highest caliber and notorious friends of the Mafioso.

They taught me everything I know.

My mother was killed when I was 8.

It made my father crumble to pieces, before making him stronger, making us stronger.

Assasination was in our blood after all.

We were not strangers to tragedy.

We mourned her, but kept her close to our hearts, mainly because lethal does not automatically equal heartless.

My Nonna was our savior, she kept us going those first devastating months.

Reminding my father of his duty to me and the "family business" and the Forza Letale that we were descendants from.

When my training was deemed complete, my father and I became the new La Sorte.