#Chapter 96 - Together

Aldo Back in the sprawling den of the Marcello estate later that night, I checked my phone for the thousandth time. Naturally, Ethan hadn’t texted. It wasn’t like I expected him to unearth anything groundbreaking in a few hours … “All right, spill,” sighed Carlo. “What?” I looked up from my phone to find him staring over at me from across the room. Arms crossed. “You’re up to something you know I won’t like.” “What makes you think that?” I slid my phone discreetly back into my pocket. “You’re waiting on communication from someone I don’t know about.” Carlo’s brows tightened into a deep furrow. “Which means it’s someone I won’t like. I’m guessing … the cop?” “Jesus.” I tilted my head back against the armrest of the couch. “How do you know me so well?” “You got the cop involved in this?” Carlo sat up straight. “Are you fucking kidding me, Vas? You’re playing with fire, you know that, right? He’s like the most goody-good cop I’ve ever met! No shades of grey with that guy