Chapter 108 Blood In The Water

• The booth light flickered just enough to give the illusion of safety. Salvatore Costa sat across from Ellerei, his jacket too tight across his gut, eyes twitching like he knew something was coming—just didn’t know from where.
• Ellerei leaned back slowly, drink in hand, mask sweet as poison, voice honeyed and hollow. “You know, Sal… you look like a man carrying too many secrets for one spine.”
• Sal laughed—jumpy and wet. “Don’t know what you’re talkin’ about.”