“Excellent idea,” Salvatore replies.
“You think he did it?” Lucia’s eyes widen.
“No. But if we have eyes on where he goes, we can rule him out. Just don’t make it obvious. I don’t want to upset him any more.”
“I’ll get right on it,” Salvatore pulls out his burner.
Giving the blood stain one last look, I turn to Lucia. “Let’s get out of here.”
My father once told me,you never see the knife coming until it’s already in your back.
Now I finally understand what he meant.
And I'm scared to know who's holding it.
Chapter thirty-five
Ishouldn’t have brought Dominic onto the case.
I should have just left him in the past.
I’m an idiot.
After reassuring Lucia I’m not going to do anything rash, I get into my car and drive. I need space and time away from everyone.
Only the wide open highway, a hot cup of coffee, and the radio on blast can do that.
I feel the speaker inThe Ravenlosing his mind with grief and sadness.
The image of the guard lying on the warehouse floor is imprinted in my mind.
The killer is one of my own.
But I don’t know who that is.
During the ride, Dominic’s number keeps appearing on the dashboard, but I ignore it.
I don’t want to talk.
After what Matteo said, I’m confused about whether I did the right thing getting him involved.
At the time I didn’t have an ulterior motive. I knew he was the only one who could get the job done.
And since he’s been in my life, we’ve gotten nothing accomplished.
Old feelings have been ignited, but I’m no closer to figuring out who the killer is than when I put this plan in motion the day they sewed me up at the hospital.
After all, Dominic is going to go back to his normal life when we discover the killer and I am too.
I think a part of me has been delaying the inevitable because I like his company.
Pulling into the driveway, I don’t even bother pulling into the garage. I put the car in park and get out. I need a hot shower and a long nap.
Walking to the front door, I silently pray that no boxes or feathers greet me. I’ve had all I can take.
I take my key out of my pocket and I’m just about to insert it into the lock when something rustles nearby.
“Where have you been?”
