Chapter 10 I Can Warm Your Bed

• Don Angelo
• ‘I know she’s here. Carla is here somewhere.’ Can’t imagine her watching everything transpire here. I should silence her, but I don’t have what it takes to put a bullet through her head. The mere thought is impossible to imagine.
• Looking around, I finally spot where the suppressed cries are coming from - behind a tall line of flower vases packed atop each other. That’s why we didn’t spot her in time.