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“He’s dead,” Toby replied

I stared at hi else for that matter It was only when O’Phelan rolled out an to set rapes fro them into my mouth as I leaned back

“Fro he didn’t die of natural causes?” I finally replied

“The police are saying he accidentally fell down the fire escape”

“Thank you” I nodded to O’Phelan when he moved to leave before I looked back to Toby “I knohat the police are saying…what are people saying?”

“Declan Eilis…or at least someone in the Eilis family”

“Of course,” I rolled urt

Toby frowned, confused, “You don’t believe it’s him?”

I sed the spoonful in“It’s a little stupid, don’t you think? I ize to the Forte boy, and when I turn around the Eilis boy pushes the Forte boy down a fire-escape, killing him? Why? It’s too obvious and too soon He knows I’d find out and he wouldn’t try it”

“Dona, he’s a kid, not a trained assassin I doubt in theabout the optics or with any rationality at all Worse, if Marco ht have taunted him…he could have snapped”

“Or…soh? The Irish? The Italian? Ethan? “Soet involved”

“Dona, I really think you’re overthinking this Who would do that?”

“I don’t care what you think!” I snapped at hi me questions that you should already have answers to Isn’t this your job?”

He inhaled deeply through his nose, then exhaled I kept eating urt Finally, he replied, “My job is to help you look at the optics… Irish kid kills an Italian kid—”

“Allegedly,” I cut in, licking my spoon