“No sis, evil was me shooting up Nick Giordano’s best friend while his wife and baby were asleep upstairs in their house. That was evil.”
My jaw drops and shock suffuses my being.
Jesus Christ!
It was him?
What?
Oh my God! It was him.
Hearing that declaration just made everything so much worse than it already is. Things are more twisted than I thought.
“You… you did that?” My voice shakes and bile rises in my throat.
“Hmmm hmmm. Got twenty grand for that. Turns out that running with Hector’s crew has it’s perks. You get opportunities you wouldn’t have come by otherwise. You hear things on the grapevine. Like how Joey Fontaine was looking for someone to teach a guy a lesson. Someone skilled and unconnected to him. I was perfect. The gold bars just practically fell in my lap though when I found out my sister could help me more than she already was.”
That was what happened.
God. I can’t believe it. I can’t…
He was the person who shot Tommy. Carter, my brother.
“Take her!” he commands.
I scream but hands cover my mouth with a cloth. The smell on it is acrid and it hits my brain.
Darkness fills the space around me before I can process what’s happening.
Trouble… I’m in trouble.
Nick… I need to tell him…
That’s my last thought.