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God, I was falling apart

"Is he working in general, or is there news abouta hint of desperation in my own voice

Thaton that, hon," he assured h"

"Would you guys tell ed

"I guess that depends on e find out," Matteo told me

It had been hard the night before, bantering about food co favorite movies and music and shohile we played cards, to see his mafia ties, to spot any of the seriousness in him that seemed necessary for such a position in life

Right here, though, in the bright ht in the kitchen?

It was suddenly very clear

I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen—and heard—it myself

But there was so about the way he said it Like he was daring me to press, to demand, so he could remind me of the power dynamic between us

"You know, you guys would never have known you have so you over if not for me"

"Allegedly," Matteo filled in "We don't have proof of anything yet Except that you were trespassing on our property Luca usually has his head in the game, but if he doesn't this time," he said, and it was clear he meant because of me, "I will make sure we keep an eye on the ball"

Standi

ng beside hie in attitude from someone he had likely known his entire life

"Did anyone happen to pick up a Snickers at the store?" I asked, looking at Dario