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“Soon as I can get it scheduled.”
“Jesus Christ, Lola. Doesn’t my family own a judge or something?”
She raises an eyebrow. “I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that, Falcon.”
“Look, I know it’s not right. But these Bianchis and McAllisters can pay off judges, and we have just as much money as they do. And ours is clean.”
“If that were the case, do you think you would’ve gone to prison in the first place?” Lola asks.
“I know, I know. That was my choice. And I know you guys did the best you could to get me out of everything, but there was a dead cop involved.”
“That’s right.”
“But there’s no dead cop involved this time, Lola.” I stand and pace the room. “I missed a couple parole meetings and I had a gun. That’s it. Yeah, the guy died, but what I did was in self-defense.”
She sighs. “This is complicated, Falcon. And you know why.”
I rub my forehead. “Yeah, I know why.”
And I wonder, for the first time ever, if it was worth it to save my brother’s ass that day. To sacrifice eight years of my life for my little brother who got in over his head.
I breathe in.
Yes, it was.
Not only because he’s my brother, but for one even more important reason.
The entire experience led me to Savannah.
And I will fucking burn down anything in my way before I let the McAllisters take her.
“I’ll do what I can to get this hearing expedited,” Lola says. “But I’m afraid you’re stuck here in the county jail until it happens.”
“First-class fucking accommodations,” I say dryly.
“They’re within their rights to send you back to prison,” she says. “And trust me, there are people there who can’t wait to get a shot at you.”
“You think that scares me?”
“Falcon,” she says, looking me straight in the eye, “I don’t think there’s a thing on this earth that scares you.”
18
SAVANNAH
After I show Vinnie around the safe house, I make us a light dinner, and then I ask the age-old question that’s on my mind.
“What’s been going on for the last seventeen years, Vin?”
“I moved around a lot at first,” he says. “Like I told you, I did odd jobs to make ends meet. I had plenty of money, but I couldn’t look like I had money. Then I heard about Mikey.”
I nod.
“I thought about coming back,” he says. “I had a plane reservation and everything, made under my alias. I was at the gate, ready to board, and when they called my section, I stood.”
“And?”
“I walked the other way.”
