ANMELDENLenny's Pov
Luca almost fell through the door.He caught the frame with one hand and stayed upright but only just. His jacket was torn at the left shoulder. His lip was split and bleeding down his chin, he had his right arm pressed against his side in the way people held themselves when something underneath hurt badly."Inside," Vincenzo said immediately, taking his arm.Luca came in and Vincenzo closed the door and locked it and I was already offVincenzo's Pov The news broke at seven and by eight my phone had received four separate notifications about it from people inside the family who wanted to know if I had anything to say about Rico Vasquez. I didn't respond to any of them. I sat at my kitchen table with Luca and went through the immediate damage assessment the way we always did when something moved into public visibility. "The police report lists the cause of death as blunt force trauma," Luca said, looking at his screen. "They're calling it a homicide investigation. No suspects named publicly yet." "Yet," I said. "Yet," he confirmed. "The detective assigned is a woman named Reyes. She's competent, not connected to anyone in the family as far as my information goes. She's going to work it straight." "And the connection to Lenny." "Rico's last known address was still listed as the apartment he shared with Sofia," Luca said. "But his phone records show frequent calls to this building in the months before h
He didn't say anything in the car for the first ten minutes. I didn't either. I sat with the photograph sitting in my head, and turned it over and looked at it from every angle and waited until I had something useful to say about it before I opened my mouth. "You knew Rico," I said finally. "Before any of this. Before the investigation." He kept his eyes on the road. "Yes." "The photo in Francesca's front room." "I saw you looking at it when I came in," he said. "How long did you know him?" "Several years," he said. "He came into the family through the lower ranks. We had proximity for a while." "Proximity," I said. "You had your arm around him like he was someone you actually liked." "At the time I did," he said. "People change. Rico changed." "Into a rat." "Yes." "And you didn't know he was going to do that when you first moved in next to me." "No," he said. "I knew he was leaking information. I didn't know the full extent of his involvement with Dante yet.
Lenny's Pov Francesca's house felt like the kind of place that had absorbed decades of serious conversations and came out the other side still standing.Everything in it was practical and chosen deliberately. Nothing on the walls that didn't mean something. Books on the shelves that had clearly been read rather than arranged for display. A kitchen that had fed a great many people over a great many years and didn't pretend otherwise.I liked it immediately and I didn't fully understand why until I sat down at that table and realized it felt like a place where people were allowed to be exactly what they were.After the coffee Vincenzo excused himself to take a call outside and Francesca topped up my cup without asking, sat back down at the table across from me like she had been waiting for exactly this."Ask me what you want to ask me," she said.I looked at her. "Is he going to be okay? With the situation and the fami
Vincenzo's Pov I called ahead the way I always did. Francesca picked up on the second ring and listened without interrupting while I told her I was coming and that I was bringing someone. There was a brief silence on her end and then she said fine and hung up, which from Francesca meant considerably more than the word itself. Lenny was quiet on the drive over. The kind she got when she was taking in information and organizing it before she said anything about it. "Who is she exactly," she asked around the twenty-minute mark. "The closest thing I have to a mother," I said. "She was my nanny from the time I was eight. Before that she worked in a different capacity for the family." "What capacity?" "She was an assassin," I said. Lenny turned her head to look at me. "Your nanny was an assassin." "Retired by the time she took the position," I said. "Mostly." "Mostly." "She taught me everything practical about staying alive," I said. "How to read a room.
Lenny's Pov Luca almost fell through the door.He caught the frame with one hand and stayed upright but only just. His jacket was torn at the left shoulder. His lip was split and bleeding down his chin, he had his right arm pressed against his side in the way people held themselves when something underneath hurt badly."Inside," Vincenzo said immediately, taking his arm.Luca came in and Vincenzo closed the door and locked it and I was already off the couch and moving to the kitchen for the kit before either of them said another word.Vincenzo got Luca to the couch. Luca sat down heavily and leaned his head back against the cushions and breathed through his nose."How many," Vincenzo asked."Three," Luca said. "Dante's people. They were waiting for my car.""When?""An hour ago." He winced as Vincenzo pressed a hand carefully to his right side. "I drove here directly, took four differ
Lenny's Pov He had been different all day.Not different in a way I could point to clearly. He checked his phone more than usual, and when he put it down, he looked at the wall for a few seconds before he came back to whatever he was doing.I let it go through breakfast. I let it go through the morning when he made coffee and stood at the counter drinking it, and answered my questions about Shadow's food with one-word answers that technically contained information but nothing else. I let it go through the afternoon when Shadow and I sat on his couch, and he was at the kitchen table doing something on his laptop that he angled slightly away from me without making it obvious he was doing it.By six in the evening, I was done letting it go."Hey," I said from the couch.He looked up."Put the laptop down," I said. "And come sit here."He looked at me for a second like he was going to ar
Lenny’s PovThe karaoke bar was exactly the kind of place you went to when you wanted to forget that your life had gone up in flames.Sticky floors, neon lights that flickered every few minutes, and a lot of strangers who were all too wrapped up in their own misery to notice yours.Perfect."Anothe
Lenny’s POVGradually, the darkness that had swallowed me finally began to spit me out, taking off its tendrils as I heard sounds muddled in my ear. Soon, the fluorescent lights above me flooded my vision. After taking a minute to adjust, I swept my head from one side to another."You're alive," a
Lenny's PovI was down the stairs before the thought fully formed."Hey!" I shouted, running into the road. "Hey, stop!"The truck braked hard. I reached the dog and dropped to my knees in front of it, arms out, putting myself between the animal and the front bumper. The truck stopped close enough
Lenny's PovI woke up to a ceiling I didn't recognize for exactly four seconds before I remembered the motel.I sat up slowly. My head throbbed once. The jacket was folded neatly on the end of the bed and I stared at it for a long moment.The stranger from the bar.I had thrown up on him and then







