Some Unholy War
GIOVANNI
Finally, I was alone. Isolated with my thoughts. Unfortunately, they were all centered around Sienna.
The sixty minute dinner with Mrs. Sandaval had done nothing to soothe them. They were as hot as ever, singeing with the memory of what was… and what could have been. The last time I’d seen her wasn’t at the opera. Although she’d long thought it was… But what could I f*****g do? The papers were out.
Jackson, my temporary boss—a man I’d been hired to steal from, to swindle—was accused, tried and convicted in the court of public opinion. Jeff DeSantos wasn’t too far behind, eventually singled out as his accomplice.
But Jeff DeSantos didn’t exist, and so Giovanni DeSalt walked clean away, letting the chips fall where they may. And somehow, the walk still wasn’t as
