Chapter 28 Upstate
- Eleni
- I glance at Dante out of the corner of my eye. After he dropped the bomb about the situation changing, I expected him to explain or something, but he only took my half-packed bag and loaded it into his car. He drove me away from his house in Staten Island a few minutes later, and we haven’t exchanged a word since then.
- “Fuck, Philadelphia?” Dante says. “I was really hoping…no, no we can handle it.”