Page 49 of Flawed

Aidan hurls at Angelo, "Why is he even here? Why aren't you killing him for stepping foot on your property?"

He answers, "I'll get to that in a moment. Does your father know that you called the Feds?"

"For the last fucking time, I did no such thing. I don't know where you get your information. But if it's from him, obviously there's a problem," Brody claims.

Angelo leans forward. "So you're swearing to me, Brody, that neither you nor any of your brothers called the Feds on the Abruzzo whorehouse?"

New red rage fills his features. "Of course I fucking didn't! You think I'm a rat?"

"I don't know. Are you?" I mutter under my breath.

"What is your fucking problem? Why is he here?" Aidan asks again.

"Shut up. All of you, shut up," Angelo commands. He rises, goes to the bar, and pours several shots. He hands them to all of us, but I decline. He continues, "All of you need to calm down."

Brody takes his shot of whiskey and then says, "I'll calm down when you tell me why an Abruzzo is sitting across from me in your house."

God, I hate being called an Abruzzo. I can't wait for the day when everyone knows I'm actually a Marino, and by blood, not just some Abruzzo wanna-be who does everything Jacopo demands.

I cross my arms and scowl at Angelo, still not happy my cover is now blown.

He explains, "Luca's my nephew."

Both O'Connor's gape, glancing between Angelo and me. Brody finally says, "Tell me he's your spy."

"Of course I'm his spy, you idiot!" I hurl.

Brody holds up his hands. "Hey, you can't blame me for asking."

I grind my molars.

Angelo clears his throat. "Luca was at Jacopo's today. Eddie O'Leary told him your boy Danny is one of them."

Brody's face turns pale. He shakes his head. "No way. Not Danny."

"It's true," I claim.

He fumes, "He's my best friend. I've known him forever. There's no way. I'd know if he was a traitor."

"No one knows about me," I state.

"That's different."

"How?"

Brody glances at Aidan. He says, "Not Danny."

Aidan asks, "What proof do you have?"

"It came straight from Eddie's mouth," I reply.

"He's a liar," Brody declares.

"Well, you'll know the real answer when he sets you up to go to the docks," I respond.

Brody's eyes turn to green slits. "Sets me up?"

I nod. "To kill you."

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