Chapter 10: More EvidenceCHAPTER 10
MORE EVIDENCE
Brooklyn—Current Day
“Oaths.” Frankie got out of bed and thought back to his youth. Friends were all that mattered back then. Frankie hated life with his parents, and Mick’s didn’t have time for him. Tony had the best mom and dad anyone could want; he just didn’t get it. And Nicky—no mother, and a father who doted on his dead wife. The four of them were good for each other.
“Where are you, Nicky?” Frankie asked while he brushed his hair. “Are you still in Cleveland, or are you here?”
He set the brush on the vanity and went to the closet. He grabbed a pair of olive pants, matching socks, and a beige knit shirt, putting them on in that order. Next he took the shoe trees from a pair of black Moreschi lace-ups, smiling as he slipped them o
