31
CAGE
Iget in my car, lean back and sigh. Within seconds my phone rings, and without looking I know it’s Giovanni.
“Nichols.”
“How’d it go?” Gio asks.
“Very well. She found closure.”
“Better than I could’ve hoped for. And the Winters boy?”
I chuckle. “Boy? Matches me at six-four and outweighs me by a good fifty pounds—and that’s muscle. He’s massive.”
“He’s still a boy to me. They’re so young.”
I grunt in agreement. “He seemed lost for a while. He looked lighter when he walked away. He’s a hard read.”
“For you, Nichols? That’s a rare thing.”
“I know. But they’ll be okay. I told them. Tera cried and hugged me,” I inform him.
“Good. I’m glad we could help. Are she and Xander solid?” he asks.
“As steel. Unbreakable.”
“But…” he prods.
“She hasn’t mentioned moving from New York,” I tell him my concern.
“She will. Especially now that she faced her past. It’ll all come in time, my boy,” Gio assures me.
“We’re off to Chicago tonight. I’ll let you know when we land.”
“Safe travels.”
With that, the call ends.
Like Gio, I, too, am glad we could help them—all of them.
