I had a sudden flashback of how she'd even asked for it. Before I left she fucking told me to do it. Instead of backing down or apologizing like anyone else with any sense would have done, when I answered her call with my tirade, my Charli laughed, a sweet harmony rippling through the phone and ef
“It can be.” “Congratulations on finding someone." I tried to push my questions about Chelsea and Infidelity out of my head. Something had obviously happened and as soon as I got back to the room, I intended to find out what. Changing the subject, I asked, "Now, what progress were you talking about
Nox After throwing a suit coat over my shirt and not bothering to change out of my jeans, I made my way down to the bar. The area was large with clusters of tables and plants surrounding a central circular bar glistening with glass columns illuminated in blue light. As I scanned the room, I didn't
“Talk to him? Why?” I asked. “Because an accident needs to look like an accident. Falling from a plane, if the person don't fly, looks suspicious. We need to know his likes and dislikes.” “Like a fucking dating service?” Vincent’s eyes narrowed, reminding me of my wife’s. “Like a job. You’re a ne
I couldn’t hide the surprise from my face. “We—we talked about it.” “Sometimes women, they say one thing, they mean another.” “You want me to give my wife a daughter? I-I can’t promise a daughter. Even if we were to have another child, it could be a boy.” Carmine nodded. “But you’re willing…to tr
Twenty Years Ago Oren “The party for my granddaughter, it was nice?” Carmine Costello asked as he settled against the large chair in his office. I was back in his home, back in Brooklyn. It didn’t matter that I had businesses to run and a wife constantly complaining that I wasn’t around. I was re