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“I think we shouldn’t let them know we’re coming,” he said. “I think we should surprise them. Let’s see what the place runs like when they don’t know we’re on the way.”
“Good thinking,” I said, nodding. “I like the sound of that. You didn’t speak to Lucio yet, did you?”
“No,” he said, shaking his head.
“Why?”
“Because I think we should do a surprise visit to Lupo’s as well. Let’s see how that’s going.”
“Okay.”
He nodded. “Do you think Callie’s going to go back and work there again?”
I stared at him for a couple of seconds and shook my head. “I’d be surprised.”
“What about when you start dating her again?” He grinned.
“Yeah. When I make her mine once again, I’ll have her running the place for free.”
Alessandro shook his head.
“What? You don’t think she’s going to want to get paid?”
“Oh, all she needs is my good…” I paused and then looked back at Elisabetta. She was a bitch and annoying, but I wasn’t going to use foul language in front of her. She was still a teenager, and as much as she frustrated me with her rude attitude, I still respected the fact that she had pretty much grown up with us, and her mother had been like a de facto mother to Alessandro and me.
“I know what you were going to say,” she said with an attitude. “And you didn’t have to stop talking. I know what a cock is, or were you going to say dick? Penis? Or, I don’t know, little Antonio?”
“You’ve got a disgusting mouth, Elisabetta. I should wash it out with soap.”
“Okay, whatever.” She rolled her eyes. “I’m—”
“I know,” I said, snapping. “You’re hungry.”
“Actually, I was going to say I’m thirsty. You got any beers in this car?”
“You’re fucking seventeen years old,” Alessandro said, turning to look at her. “You can’t drink beer.”
“Why not?” She laughed. “You’re telling me you waited until you were twenty-one to drink alcohol?”
Alessandro and I exchanged glances and smiled. Obviously, we hadn’t waited until we were twenty-one, but neither of us was going to tell Elisabetta the story about the first time we both had alcohol.
“Let’s head to Melba’s,” I said, changing the subject.
I turned on the radio and focused on the traffic in front of me. I wondered what Callie was doing, if she was crying. The thought upset me for all my bravado. She didn’t deserve to be treated the way I was treating her, but I had to stop thinking about her as a woman, as a human being, as someone I may have been able to like in a different life. This was the real world, and I was me. I was Antonio “the wolf” Marchesi.
9
Callie
“An Uber?” I looked at Josh with wide eyes. “We can’t take an Uber.”
“Why not?” he said, staring at me, a strange expression on his face.
“Because Ubers are expensive. We can take the subway. Where are we going?”
“We’re going to get some pizza.” He cocked his head to the side, questioning. “I thought I said that.”
“Yeah, but there are loads of pizza places around here. We…”
