Page 258 of John + Siena: The Complete Duet

“Four hours.”

“One long stretch, or in total?”

“Total.”

Leonard nodded, and stood from his chair. Strolling to the window, he looked out at the clear September sky. “Tell me about work, John.”

John glanced at his father.

Lucian only shrugged as he sipped from a glass of bourbon.

“It’s busy,” John said.

“Dangerous, I think,” Leonard countered. “I watch the news. I keep up with things. Seems the Marcello organization is in a major feud with the Calabrese faction at the moment. Three deaths this last week alone between the two.”

“Two were theirs—Capos.”

“A foot solider for us,” Lucian put in. “Replaceable.”

“Your woman—Siena.”

John stiffened on the couch “What about her?”

“She comes from their side, doesn’t she?”

“Yes.”

“How often do you see her? Or even, when was the last time?”

John cleared his throat, and just as quickly as his father had slipped into the room, Lucian left it the same way he had come in. When privacy mattered in John’s sessions, and his father was there, Lucian knew when it was time to step the hell away.

He appreciated it.

“The beginning of the month.”

“Almost two weeks, then,” Leonard supplied.

“Yeah.”

“I suppose you’re concerned about her.”

“It’s a lot more than just her, but yes, I focus on her a lot, too.”

Leonard turned to face John with a pensive expression. “You’re going too much, and not taking enough time for up here.”

The therapist tapped his temple.

John got what the man was saying.

“I don’t really have a choice at the moment, all things considered.”

“You’re going to put yourself back into a hypomanic phase, John.”

“I have it under control.”

Leonard stared hard at John.

It made him edgy.