"Where is Santino now?"
"Dallas, Texas. He has his own law firm there."
"What kind of life is he living?"
I needed to know what we were getting ourselves into.Los Cangriswasn't as strong as it once was, but that didn't mean they weren't deadly.
"A posh life. Fancy house, fancy cars, fancy security system. He even has a personal bodyguard. The man is clearly doing well for himself. That orLos Cangrisis paying him very well."
Son of a bitch. None of that boded well for us.
"So not an easy target and certainly someone people would miss if he suddenly disappeared."
"Pretty much."
"We need to figure out why he's got a hard-on for finding out who B. Feather is. I know she wrote about the gang, but that doesn't explain why he's gone to such lengths to figure out the secret. I hate to say it, but I would think Kati would be a more likely target. She's the one who put Alejandro behind bars along with us."
"There has to be something we're missing."
I had to agree.
"Do you want us to take rotation on watching Jo?" Nolen inquired.
"No, I have it handled."
"Do I even want to know?"
"It's better that you don't ask."
I didn't want to lie more than I already was.
"Okay. I'll take your word for it."
"Thanks, Nolen. I truly appreciate it."
"Anything for you, man. I'll talk to you later."
We said our good-byes, and I walked back into the house. It didn't take me long to find Jo in the kitchen scowling at her coffee maker.
"Why are you looking at that machine like it's going to come to life and bite you?"
"According to the internet, I can't have caffeine while I'm pregnant."
"Okay, so switch to decaf."
Obviously that was the wrong thing to say if the look she was giving me was any indication.
"Decaf? Really? The whole point of coffee is the damn boost it gives me to not commit murder on a daily basis."
Well, alrighty then.
"I'm sorry I suggested it."
"You should be," she snapped at me.
"Is this what it's going to be like living with you?"
Also not the right thing to say apparently.
