Confused, Stefan gestured at Toomey. “But he works for Gennaro. That’s how I know him.”
“I’ve done work for him, but I don’t workforhim,” Toomey said. “There’s a difference.”
From somewhere farther in the house came the voice of another man, calling, “Pinkie, Rosa just walked out!”
“Bring him,” Pinkie said to Toomey before he and Miguel headed out of the room.
Toomey grabbed Stefan’s arm. “Let’s go.”
They followed the other two men upstairs to a front bedroom, where the fourth man was standing next to the window, looking out through a pair of binoculars.
“Where is she?” Pinkie asked.
The man at the window handed over the binoculars and pointed down the block. “On the opposite sidewalk. Heading the other way.”
Pinkie took a look, then asked, “We got someone on the street who can follow her?”
“Yeah, that new kid, Bernie Rios.”
“Rios?” Pinkie asked.
“The son of your mother’s friend,” Miguel reminded him.
“I thought we were giving him crap work.”
“Didn’t have anyone else available this morning.”
“Can he follow her without screwing up?”
“I guess we’ll find out.”
Pinkie grimaced, then said, “Send him.”
Toomey and Stefan joined them at the window as Miguel shot off a text.
Though Stefan didn’t have the aid of the binoculars, he could tell that the woman they were talking about was the same one he’d followed to the park.
“Dammit,” he muttered. This was the exact situation he’d been waiting for, but here he was stuck in this house, unable to follow her.
Pinkie looked at him. “What was that?”
Stefan hadn’t meant to speak out loud. “Nothing.”
“I don’t think that’s true. You seem like you know her.”
“I think she works for Gennaro. That’s all.”
“Of course she does,” Miguel said. “She’s his sister.”
Stefan couldn’t hold back a snort. “His sister?”
“Why is that funny?” Pinkie asked.
“No reason.”
Eyes narrowing, Pinkie said, “Try again.”
“I, um, I followed her yesterday, and, uh, overheard her selling out her brother to someone on the phone. Said he’s got something big going down on Friday.” Stefan shrugged. “I was thinking about trying to screw it up for him. But there goes my best chance for more information walking down the street.”
