“It’s just new. And still hard for me to talk about. I haven’t even had the guts to really say it out loud to anyone. Except you.”
“I remember you said he was murdered.”
“Gunshot to the head. The cops say it was a gang-related thing.”
“You don’t believe that?”
“I don’t know. It might have something to do with the business. Or his personal life. It’s good Josie fired me really. It gives me the chance to dig around. See if there were other things going on. Even if it was gang-related, I want to see someone put away for his murder.”
Vincent smoothed his palms over his thighs. “I have a family business too.”
“Doing what?’
“Nothing I want to be involved in.”
I paused, not pushing at that when I had plenty of my own family things I didn’t want to be involved in. “Do you want to go to your place now?”
“For sex? Or for the dinner I prepared? Just so I know.”
I wanted to laugh but I had a feeling he was being serious, and I didn’t want to laugh at him. “How about dinner, and we’ll see where the night takes us?”