Murphy smirked. “Like I said. You visited the place a few times. I lived there. Especially in the gym.”
One of Marcone’s people in the red jackets looked like he might disagree with me going up the stairs to the gym, but I pacified him with upraised hands and said, “I need to sort this out or my boss is gonna kill me. Just give me a minute.”
It was one of the same guys from the night before. The guard looked from me over toward Marcone’s camp. Marcone didn’t look up from his conversation, but Hendricks, at his right hand, gave the guard a nod.
The guard stepped back with a grimace and said, “Watch that Freydis, man. She’ll gut you as soon as look at you.”
“Spoken like a three,” I said. He looked confused. I kept moving.
I came up the stairs to the soft sounds of Freydis’s sobs. Lara w
