I nodded.
“Good. Now, when it comes to the apology, that’s up to you. Monty was never good at holding a grudge anyway, so he’ll probably let it go.”
I nodded again. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Vinny got up. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I gotta get out of here before she comes back. Fuck the business deal. I can’t do this shit anymore. I don’t care what Faith says.”
“She?” I asked, curious about the distaste in his voice.
Vinny shook his head. “You don’t wanna know. And you should probably leave too. Go find Monty. He couldn’t have gotten far.”
I sighed and got to my feet, hoisting Hunter on my shoulder. It was time to face the music.