Page 65 of Sticky Fingers
“For now,” he grumbles as he gets up from his seat, his eyes focused on the drama happening outside. “There’s still that one thing, but we’ll catch up later. For now, just enjoy your newfound freedom, Malcolm.”
He hesitates for a moment, looking into my eyes with a serious expression but then offers me his hand.
Smiling, I shake it.
He nods slightly at me, then he’s gone. I hear him bellow something as he gets to the other side of the street, doing his best to impose a semblance of order, but I no longer care about any of that.
After years of postponing it, the past has finally been taken care of…and now a new life’s ahead of me.
A life with Sonia.
Grabbing my phone, I fire a quick text at her.
Dinner at 7?
She responds with a quickYes,and I immediately get my coat and leave the bar, exiting through the back. I hail my driver, who’s waiting in the alley and get inside the limo.
“727, 5th Avenue,” I say. “There’s something I need to buy for tonight.”
