LOGINLenny's Pov
I saw nothing. That was the decision I made at seven in the morning when I knocked on 3A with Shadow's leash in my hand and my face set to neutral. David opened the door in a dark shirt, hair slightly unruly, coffee in hand. He looked at me, and I looked at him. Neither of us said anything for a moment. "Morning," he said. "Morning," I said.<Lenny's Pov When we got back home, he cleaned the cut above his eye at my bathroom sink while I sat on the counter and watched him. "You could have told me what tonight was before we got there," I said. "Would you have come?" "Probably not." "That's exactly why I didn't tell you before we got there." I handed him a piece of gauze from the kit under the sink. He pressed it above his eye and looked at me in the mirror. "You stayed the whole time," he said. "I did." "You didn't look away once." "No." He turned from the mirror to face me properly. "Most people look away, even the regulars. There's always a moment where they find the floor or their phone or anything else." "I'm not most people." "No," he said. "You really are not." He was standing close. Close enough that I could see the bruising from earlier layered underneath the newer marks from tonight. His knuckles were wrapped and swollen. He was looking at me with the same expression h
Lenny's Pov He didn't sit down. He stood in the middle of my apartment with his hands in his pockets and looked at me. "Everything," I said again. "Tonight." "I will tell you everything," he said. "Just not tonight." "That is the exact opposite of what I just asked for." "I know what you asked for." He took his hands out of his pockets. He was quiet for a moment. He looked around my apartment the way he sometimes did, like he was taking stock of everything in it. Then he looked back at me with something different sitting in his expression. "Come somewhere with me tonight," he said. "Come where?" "Somewhere I want to show you." "That is not enough information." "I know." He picked up my jacket from the chair by the door and
Vincenzo’s PovThe call from Dante came just after midnight.I stepped out into the stairwell to take it. Luca had the kind of decency that came from two years of working close enough together that he had learned when to look at the wall. But there were limits to how much I could ask him to sit beside me without it becoming a problem for both of us."Brother," Dante opened, with the warmth he only used when he was already three steps into something. "You've been very quiet lately.""I've been working.""Working." He let the word sit like he found it amusing. "There's a name circulating through certain conversations right now. I think you already know which name.""People talk," I said. "It's what people in this business do when they run out of useful things to occupy themselves with.""This particular conversation has your name sitting right beside it," he said. "And the question of
Lenny's Pov Sofia looked like she had not slept in two days.She was standing in my hallway in a coat she had clearly thrown on over pajamas. Her hair was half up and lying to the side. Mascara from what looked like the day before was smudged dark and heavy under both eyes. She had the look of a woman who had moved past the crying stage and was now running on something harder and considerably less stable."Where is he?" she demanded the second I opened the door."Good morning to you too, Sofia.""Lenny." My name cracked in the middle like brittle glass. "Where is Rico?"I stared at her, keeping my expression carefully neutral. "I don't know where Rico is.""He didn't come home." She pushed forward aggressively. I stepped back on instinct as she barged into my apartment uninvited, eyes darting wildly around the room like she expected to find him hiding behind the couch. "Two whole da
Lenny's Pov The morning came in slowly.Light pushed through the curtains in thin strips. Shadow was stretched out at the foot of the couch, breathing heavy the way he did when he was completely out. David's arm was around my waist. His chest rose and fell against my back, steady and even, like nothing outside this apartment had any claim on either of us.I lay there and didn't move.My brain was already running. I could feel it firing up the way it always did after something I couldn't take back. The part of me that had learned the hard way to look for the crack before the whole thing came down. Every good morning I had ever trusted had eventually shown me something I hadn't wanted to see. That was the pattern. I knew the pattern better than I knew most things.The problem was that I didn't feel afraid. I felt the opposite of afraid.That was the part I didn't know what to do with
Lenny's Pov The next day, he came back at eleven forty.I heard his key in the lock from the couch where I had been sitting with Shadow and a book that had not been read since eight o'clock. He came in and stopped and I heard the particular silence of someone taking stock of a room."You waited up," he said."I was reading," I said."The book is upside down," he said.I looked at it. I turned it over. "I was thinking."He came into the living room. I looked at him properly. A cut above his left eyebrow, dried and dealt with. His jaw was bruised along the right side in a color that said the last few hours had been eventful. He was moving with that careful economy he used when his ribs were reminding him they existed."Sit down," I said."I'm fine," he said."Vincenzo," I said. "Sit down please."He sat on the couch. Shadow relocated onto hi
Lenny's Pov He sat on the coffee table. I think he did it deliberately so I wouldn't have to lean across, so the distance between us while I worked would be manageable. He seemed to think about things like that without making it ob
David's Pov The man's name was Feretti and he had been skimming a collection route for nine months.He was zip-tied to a chair in a warehouse off the industrial strip, Luca was leaning against the far wall eating an apple with the patience of someone who had learned that si
Lenny's Pov The damage was not simple. The gash across his knuckles was deep and uneven. Someone had treated this in a hurry with no real supplies and not enough light. "What happened?" I said, keeping my eyes on his hand.
David's Pov She didn't run. That was the first thing I registered when I pulled up the feed. Most people with working self-preservation instincts would have been out of the building within the hour. I checked the timestamp. She found the holster at 2:14. At 7:58 she was still on my couch w







