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Someone was waiting to cross the street, so I stopped to let them go, which gave me an extra second to get a good look at the building Cammie had disappeared inside.
It looked a little out of place among all the other worn-down shops with its clean windows, its brand new awning, and the pristine brick and sidewalk out front.
Rizzo’s Deli.
And that light pink shirt that Cammie had on? It sure as hell seemed like it matched the awning of the building.
Could she be… working?
Would Colin let her work? When he didn’t even let her walk outside?
It seemed unlikely, but it would also explain the triumphant look on her face when she’d been leaving Colin’s house.
“Hm,” I said, driving further down the street, and parking once again, and reaching for my phone.
“Ugh. What?” August’s voice met my ear, sounding a lot like I’d woken him up.
“Work. That’s what,” I said.
“Work,” he scoffed. “More like babysitting some chick.”
“You don’t have to like the fucking work, you just have to do it,” I barked at him, annoyed with his attitude, especially if he used it on anyone else in the Family aside from me. Because that shit would not be tolerated.
“What is the work then?” August asked, and it was as close as I would get to respect out of him.
“Rizzo’s Deli,” I said.
“What? You want me to go there? Get your own fucking food, man.”
“First of all, when someone who outranks your ass tells you to do something, even getting their lunch, you fucking do it. Without lip,” I snapped. “Secondly, no. I need you to look into it. Because I think Cammie might have just started working there.”
“What? She never gets to leave the house.”
“Hence the need to look into it.”
“Alright. Give me a second. Powering up my laptop,” he said over a yawn. “Hey, yeah, can I get some coffee to my room?” he asked, clearly having picked up the room phone to rack up more charges on my bill. “Yeah. And, ah, am I too late for breakfast? No? Cool. Send me up whatever is the biggest meal. Yeah. Thanks. Okay,” he said, back to me. “Rizzo’s Deli.”
“I need more than the damn online reviews,” I reminded him. “I could look those up myself on my phone.”
“Yeah yeah yeah. Shut up for a minute, will you?” he asked, making me roll my eyes at him even though he couldn’t see it. “Alright. Well, look at that. It seems like it is owned by Colin’s parents. Rizzo and Carmine.”
Okay.
That made sense, didn’t it?
If his parents needed someone to work, Colin could easily lend out Cammie to them.
“Looks like they’ve been looking for a reliable worker for a long time,” August went on. “Are you planning on going in?”
“Yeah. I am going to sit here for a few to make sure no one is watching me, but then I am going to head in.”
“Bring me a sandwich.”
“You just ordered breakfast.”
“And when that is done, I’ll need lunch. Gotta catch up. Got up late,” he said. “Did you hear about Santo?”
“Yeah. Nino went there to check on him last night.”
