“How is he?”
“A broken bone or two, for sure. Beyond that, I don’t know.”
The EMT who’d helped Stone and Tamlyn climb into theambulance grabbed the door. “Sorry to cut you off, but we need to go.”
“Where are you taking them?” Dino asked.
“Lenox Hill Hospital.”
To Stone and Tamlyn, Dino said, “I’ll meet you there.”
On the ride to the hospital, Stone called Joan and asked her to tell Helene about the accident.
Helene was Fred’s wife, and Stone’s chef and housekeeper. She and Fred lived in one of the apartments in the house next to Stone’s residence, as did Joan.
When he finished, he slipped his hand into Tamlyn’s. “Sorry, this wasn’t how I was planning the night to go.”
“And here I thought you arranged the accident to get out of taking me home with you,” Tamlyn teased.
“I fully plan on still taking you home with me, but I fear our activities upon arrival will be less exciting than either of us had been planning.”
“I’m sure we can think of something we can do that won’t tax either of us too much.”
He held her eyes for a moment, then said, “I’m sure we can.”
The EMT riding in the back with them cleared his throat, reminding them they weren’t alone.
Chapter 35
At the same time Stonewas checking on Fred in the front seat of the Bentley, Gennaro was pacing his kitchen, waiting for Manny to call back.
Even though he’d clearly told the idiot to keep the call connected while Manny did the job, the line went dead as soon as the countdown had hit one.
It had now been a whole four minutes since that happened, and Gennaro still didn’t know if Barrington’s vehicle had been turned into a pretzel or not.
Rosa entered the kitchen, then stopped and stared at him.
He halted and stared back. “What?”
“What are you doing?”
“What does it look like? I’m pacing.”
“Why?”
“Mind your own business,” he said and started walking again.
She rolled her eyes, grabbed a wineglass out of the cabinet and an almost full bottle of chardonnay from the fridge, then flipped him off on her way out.
He almost returned the gesture but decided it wasn’tworth the energy. Her years of mooching off him would be coming to an end soon enough, and when that happened, she’d be singing a different tune. Not that doing so would change anything. Once he had the money from Fratelli, he’d forget about everyone in his life, including his sister.
Gennaro’s phone buzzed. He sprinted over to the table and snapped it up when he saw Manny’s name on the screen.
“Why’d you hang up?” he demanded.
“I didn’t! I thought you did.”
“Why wouldIhang up?”
