“Thank God that’s over,” Mark said shakily, as soon as they were out of the restaurant.
“No one recognized you,” Paul told him, putting his arm around Mark’s waist as they walked. “I was watching closely.”
“You and me both. Damn, I hope I never have to go through something like that again. And I don’t mean just the waiting for someone to say my name, my real one. The hatred in Peppe’s voice, in his eyes, when he was talking about Angelo’s death, was frightening.”
“I suppose you can’t blame him. On the other hand, he was the one who sent Angelo to his death by sending him after you. Did he honestly think you wouldn’t be well protected?”
“Probably not, which may be adding to his anger, because he and Angelo were conceited enough to think they were more powerful than the federal governmen
