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“Can’t speak a word of it.”
“Lucky I can then.”
“Are we really going to Rome?” She gets a half smile on her face.
“That a problem?”
“I’ve always wanted to go to Rome.”
“Then consider it a vacation.” I wave for the stewardess to come over. “Get me a drink,” I tell her.
She vanishes behind the curtain.
“When can we go back?” Kelly asks.
“When it’s safe,” I reply. “You’re stuck with me for a while now.”
“What about our deal?”
“That went ass over elbow when you shot Don Colombo’s son. He’s going to want to go to war over this. You better hope Albert can cover it up so he doesn’t find out it was you.”
“What if he does?”
I think about lying but I figure we’ve gone beyond that. “I have to kill him before he gets a chance to kill us.”
TWELVE
KELLY
* * *
Two months later…
It’s been a surreal couple of months. The longer we’ve spent here in Rome, the more this feels like my life. I get up each morning and start the day with coffee at the little place on the corner. Giancarlo’s Gelato Bar. Sometimes Ricardo joins me but more often than not, he’s working. Today, he’s working so I’m here on my own.
Ricardo seems just as capable of running his empire from out here as at home. It primarily involves a lot of phone calls.
Our place has got a study and he just shuts himself away, leaving me with plenty of time on my hands. I’ve been trying my best to learn the language but a lot of people here speak English which makes my life a lot easier.
I’ve called my parents a couple of times. Mom’s made it back home and she’s the one who always answers the phone. Dad’s still not speaking to me.
I haven’t told them where I am or why. I’ve just said we’re away on honeymoon. It seemed the easiest explanation. At least they haven’t had the cops on their doorstep looking for me. I’ve told them if anyone asks, to just tell them I’m away for a while.
Mom told work and they don’t care seeing as it’s unpaid leave. Just told me to let them know when I want to go back.
So I’m out here, exploring the city most days. This is my life. I drink my coffee, I look at my guidebooks and work out where to go next. Then I spend most of the day exploring. Again, sometimes with Ricardo, sometimes on my own.
He’s not been himself since we got out here. He doesn’t tell me much of anything, just says he has shit to sort out and it’s taking up all his time. I’m guessing the injury has played a part in things. Maybe he’s realized he’s not immortal. He winces sometimes when he stretches, like the pain hasn’t gone away yet.
The bruising has healed and he’s had the stitches taken out. There’s a nasty scar on the spot where the knife went in but he’s got plenty of other scars and they doesn’t seem to bother him much.
I wish he’d talk to me more about what’s going on in his head. I can tell he’s thinking a lot about something but I don’t know what it is.
I’ve tried to talk to him about what happened, apologize for taking matters into my own hands. I know I’ve caused him a lot of problems with my actions. He’s left the country to protect me.
Some of the conversations I’ve heard him having with Albert have told me just how much he’s done for me. The steps they’re having to take to make sure this doesn’t get to court, the bribes they’re having to make before we can go back, all because of me.
He just tells me I did the right thing. I got justice. I get the feeling he’s keeping something from me but no matter how I word it, I never get to the nub of what’s in his head.
