“Look over there.” Renato pointed out the helicopter’s window, and I glanced at the Statue of Liberty. We were on our second to last day in New York. Today was sightseeing, and I didn’t think we’d get to see all of what New York had to offer. We’d already seen the Museum of Natural History, and I’d even gotten him to do a carriage ride, but it didn’t last long because he thought he was too cool.
“I am starving. Can we have lunch?”
“Anything you wish.”
The helicopter touched down, and he helped me out, gripped my hand, and typed on his phone, heading toward the car.
“Are Savio and the other guys coming to the club tonight?”
“Not sure.”
His face screwed up in a harsh line.
“Talk to me.”
“Work. Nothing serious.”
“Are you sure? We can go back to the hotel.”
“Lunch with RJ and then we
