تسجيل الدخولLenny's Pov
The message had said to come alone.I had not come alone in the sense they meant. I had left my phone so Vincenzo couldn't track it. But I had taken the gun from the nightstand and put it in the back of my waistband under my jacket before I walked out of the safe house. That was the version of alone I was willing to do.The address in the message was a restaurant two blocks east that was closed for the evening. The front door was unlocked when I tLenny's Pov"Someone knows we're here," Bressi said again."How?" I said."I don't know yet," he said. "A car circled the street twice in the last twenty minutes. Slowed down both times right in front of this house. That's nothing."The doctor's face had gone tight. "We don't move patients like him on instinct.""We don't have a choice," Bressi said. "If I'm wrong, we lost twenty minutes. If I'm right and we stay, we lose him."I did not need to hear anything else. "Where do we take him?""I have a place," Bressi said. "Only me and Giovanni know about it. It's clean, it's stocked, nobody's been near it in months.""How far?" I asked."Twenty-five minutes," he said.The doctor looked between us, jaw working. "Moving him is not without risk. If anything tears open on the way there.""Then I'll fix it the same way I fixed it the first time," I said. "We don't have twenty m
Lenny's PovVincenzo was awake when the doctor came back in the morning, propped up just slightly on the pillows we had stacked behind him, and the doctor checked his bandages and his pulse and asked him questions in a flat tone that did not give anything away."How is the pain?" the doctor asked."Manageable," Vincenzo said.I almost laughed at that. He had tried to sit up on his own last night and gone pale from the effort and called that manageable.The doctor did not look convinced either, but he did not push it. He finished checking the wound and changed the dressing, then he straightened up and looked between the two of us."Let's talk about what comes next," he said."Talk," Vincenzo said."You are not going anywhere for a while," the doctor said. "Weeks of rest at minimum; there should be no standing unless it is necessary. No lifting anything heavier than a glass of water and no stress."
Vincenzo's PovPain came first; it was not sharp at the start, it was just there, sitting heavy in my side and pulling tighter every time I tried to breathe in too deep. I did not know where I was. I did not know how much time had passed. My body felt like it belonged to someone else, and I could not get it to listen to me.I drifted back under before I could make sense of anything.The next time I came up, there was a sound pulling at me. A voice; I could not make out the words, but I knew the voice and something in my chest loosened just from hearing it. It was steady and low; it kept going even when I could not follow what it was saying.I held onto that sound like it was the only solid thing in the room.I drifted again. Each time I came back, the pain was a little more familiar, and the voice was still there, sometimes closer, sometimes further, but always somewhere near me. At one point I thou
Lenny's PovI did not leave the room.The doctor told me to wait outside; I told him no, and that was the end of it. He did not argue after he saw my face; he just worked around me. I stayed in the corner with my arms crossed, watching every single thing his hands did.Vincenzo was on the table, his chest was moving, and that was the only thing that mattered to me right now.I did not check the clock because looking at it felt like it would jinx something, so I just watched and counted every breath he took. In and out. In and out. Each one felt like something I had to hold onto, or it would stop.Bressi came in once to check, and I waved him back out without looking at him.The doctor worked for what felt like hours. Then he stepped back and pulled off his gloves and looked at me."He's stable," he said.I did not move right away. "Say that again.""He's stable. The lung held, and the
Lenny's Pov Bressi got him into the back seat, and I climbed in after him, pulling his head into my lap before the door even closed."Drive," I said, my voice coming out sharper than I intended. "Now.""Where?" Bressi said, already pulling out fast, tires screeching against the pavement."Anywhere that isn't here. I'll figure out the rest."I pressed both hands against his side and felt the blood warm and constant beneath my palms. I had never in my life felt anything as frightening as the specific way his chest was rising slower than it should have been, each breath a struggle I could feel through his ribs."Vincenzo," I said, leaning close to his ear. "Stay with me. I need you to stay with me."He didn't answer, and the silence was worse than any sound he could have made."Bressi," I said, not looking up from his face. "Talk to me. What do we do?""The doctor who treated Luca," Bres
Vincenzo's Pov I got Lenny behind the support column before the second wave came. "Stay down," I said, pushing her lower with my free hand. "Behind me. Don't move from this spot." She crouched low, and her voice was sharp. "How many are left?" "I don't know yet. Stay down." Bressi was already firing toward the side entrance where two more men had appeared. Dante's note still sat folded in my jacket pocket, and I had no time to think about Francesca right now, not with rounds coming from a new angle and the walls closing in around us. "Caruso," I shouted across the floor, hoping my voice carried over the gunfire. "Pinned," he called back from somewhere near the pallets. "Second door, three men." I looked at Lenny behind me. She had her gun up and steady, watching the angle I wasn't covering with the focus I had drilled into her at the range.
Vincenzo’s POV"I swear I'll get you the money! I wasn't running... I wouldn't dare...!"Behind the pathetic pleading filling my ears, my 8 o’clock class loomed in my mind...I have an essay I've been putting aside. The professor was a pain, but he had a backbone unlike the others in my department,
Lenny's POV"Explain?!" I spat out, throwing my plastic bag at him. "How the heck are you going to explain this?"He dodged—he always had surprisingly fast reflexes—and groaned, pulling up his pants and buckling swiftly."Sofia is a friend,""I'm sure she is," I seethed as he approached me. He had
Lenny's pov"I’d better not see you around here again," the warden scoffed, handing me a plastic bag containing my mortal belongings. "Won't you miss me?" I teased lightlyWrinkles lined her face, "I mean it, Willow. Keep your head down and stay away from the reason you got sent to this hole in the
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







