Yes, what?
We killed Warren.
When? How?
The dots didn’t come back.
Remember I know where you live, Leo. And remember I know exactly how to get there.Because Francesca just lived farther down the hill. I could see his house in the distance in daylight.
You aren’t one of us anymore, Wolfe. I answered your question, so now fuck off.
The next day, I took her out on my boat. It wasn’t quite a yacht like the larger ones that never docked on shore, but it was more luxurious than a regular fishing boat. It was small enough that I could handle everything on my own.
I took her out on the water, far enough from shore that we could see all of Palermo. The waves were minimal because it was still early in the morning, but by afternoon, they would turn choppy.
She was in a little thong bikini, black with a couple stars on it. And her top was so small the cups could barely contain her tits. She was on the cushioned bed at the front of the boat on her stomach, her legs up and ankles crossed, a shine on her skin from the sunscreen I’d just put on her. And she wore a wide-brimmed hat to protect her face from the sun.
“Do you fish?” she asked as she lay beside me.
“No.”
“So you just come out here to lie in the sun?”
“Mainly to dump bodies that I don’t want to be found.”
She laughed like I’d just made a joke.
Nope, wasn’t a joke.
She went back to her book, her perky ass on display.
I lay on my side with my head propped on my arm, just admiring the view of her curves, the deep sway in her lower back and the plumpness of her tight ass. Her toenails were painted pink, and there was something about them that turned me on.
When she felt my stare, she turned back to me, her eyes hidden behind her sunglasses. “Yes?”
“You’re mine. I can stare all I want.”
“Well…is stare all you’re going to do?”
I smirked as I moved my hand over her ass and gave it a squeeze before a smack. “If we go inside.”
“No, I want to do it out here.”
“There are people out here.”
“Where?” she asked, looking around at our immediate proximity.
“People bring binoculars on boats and to the beach.”
“Come on. No one’s going to look.” She reached behind her back and grabbed the string to her bikini and pulled it loose. It immediately hung from her neck, her tits exposed.
I stared at her tits like I hadn’t seen them before. “They absolutely will.”
She untied the top string, the material dropping altogether.
“You’re pushing it…”
She hooked her thumb into her bikini bottoms and started to push them down over her ass.
