You clearly need to be chaperoned for your own safety.”Īt least she upgraded our tickets. “I,” she finally said, “am definitely coming with you. Her look was eloquent enough, making me feel like a little kid with a bad report card. “I…might have called her mother an asshole.”Ĭaitlin stared at me. Bodyguard, assassin, quite a skilled bounty hunter, and an elite member of the Order of Chainmen. I just assumed she was Nadine’s bodyguard or something.” It’s very cute that you pretend you don’t look at other women, but I’d think all that black leather would stick in your memory a bit.” You were talking to her when we left the conference room. “I heard she had a daughter,” I said, “I’ve never met her, though.”Ĭaitlin tilted her head at me. How one of her lackeys had cut our reunion short, telling her that her kid was about to go on some kind of a hunt. I thought back to Nadine, visiting me at Eisenberg. And considering the encounter you just had with her and her daughter-” Yes, I could make a courtesy call, but Royce’s protection only counts for so much these days. “Give me ten minutes to rearrange a few meetings, and I’ll come with you. The Court of Night-Blooming Flowers could get a little territorial even at the best of times. I’d just asked her if she could call Royce and guarantee I wouldn’t have any trouble from the locals. Bringing Caitlin along for the ride hadn’t been my original plan. Caitlin sat next to me, one leg primly crossed over the other while she tapped out emails on her phone. Two hours later I was nestled in a blue vinyl seat on an American Airlines flight, traveling first class, winging it east over a blanket of white-silver clouds. Just because you didn’t take your seat on the Commission don’t mean they won’t assume otherwise.” “I’ll round everybody up and find a cozy place to lay low in the meantime. “Fine.” Jennifer relented with a frustrated sigh. “Didn’t ask you, but thanks for the vote of confidence.” Standing behind us, Yong cleared his throat. How about, before this bomb really goes off, you give me a chance to snip the fuse?” Metro’s on red alert, and they’re gonna be crawling up all of our asses, looking to lock up anybody they can get their hands on. I saw the bodies lined up on the sidewalk. “No argument here, but you heard what Angelo’s soldiers pulled this morning. “Still rather put two bullets in him,” Jennifer said. If I can show him how far off the rails his kid’s gone, he might yank Angelo’s leash for us.” So I’ll go, I’ll be nice and friendly, and we’ll talk business. “Okay, so I might have pissed Angelo off a little,” I said. “Maybe you’re forgettin’ how they framed you for murder.” “Talk to him,” Jennifer echoed, her voice flat. You don’t keep the throne for over forty years by being sloppy. On the other hand, his dad Dominic has been running the Chicago underworld since the seventies. Angelo’s a hothead who wants to play big shot. “I think this whole war is some stupid, reckless bullshit instigated by a stupid, reckless punk with a trust fund. “You think he’s going behind the don’s back?” But that doesn’t mean the old man signed off on it.” He’s looking to step up and prove himself to his old man. “I met Angelo Mancuso back in Chicago,” I said.
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