And it really isn't, except neither of us can stop laughing. Because, Jesus.
"Your Louie isn't just in trouble, man. It is a fucking miracle he is still breathing."
I wipe my mouth. "Yeah."
"How haven't we heard of Edoardo being fucked?" Cade asks.
I frown, flicking through the recorded crimes that would get most people dismembered and body parts scattered. "I don't know. Maybe Rebecci is sitting on this. Or maybe it is just some kind of fucking miracle."
"Maybe." Cade falls silent. "I guess at some point we will find out."
"Yeah."
Because maybe Edoardo will come looking or get burned. Or maybe he is burned and is sitting and plotting revenge.
Louie can organize his own protection, and if it is bad, I can try to do something to help from the shadows. Organize a meeting. Something. But I will deal with that when it comes up.
I'm more interested in why Dom got involved.
I look at the names Louie collected information on.
"Shit."
"What?" Cade asks.
"Dom wanted info on new employees. Including Lola." I'm having trouble breathing, and I'm not sure why.
"Or he wanted info on employees, and she was in the mix. Coincidence?"
I clench my jaw. "Fucked if I know."
"Exactly."
But I'm only half listening. I scour the document in front of me. Every single employee has a lot of security shit. Lola is no different.
And her file contains everything I worked so hard to hide. It is HR stuff, so Louie wouldn't know. Private stuff. And that means it is for governmental eyes only.
That means Lola's address, date of birth, social security number, full name.
If Dom was looking for her, then he now knows Lola is Lourdes Mancini.
Everything was there. In supposed private HR files.
Fuck.
"Hey, Enzo?" Cade says softly, and I know he is looking at the same thing I am. "It doesn't mean shit. You had Lourdes last seen in Texas, why would anyone think she is here, in New York?"
"Because she went to college here. Because she has spent time here, because it is on that fucking form."
"It doesn't mean anything."
"It is more than enough. It is proof. And we both know she is in danger."
"Or she has just been searched for because Daddy sold her."
"Sometimes, that is not marriage. It is fucking sex work, it is using her body until they think a debt has been paid, ormarriage once her money is free and then death. I can think of at least twenty scenarios off the top of my head. I should have been honest, sought her out, warned her?—"
"And if she didn't listen, Enzo?"
