Chapter 35 - Issy
MY MOUTH WENT DRY AS Zach told me the horrible story, from beginning to end. I couldn’t believe it; I wanted to clap my hands over my ears and sing really loudly to tune him out. But part of me was fascinated, like driving past a car crash and being unable to look away.
“And they’re dead?” My words came out as a rough whisper.
Zach nodded. “They’re gone,” he said, reaching over and putting a hand in my lap. “Ciro and Tommy took care of the bodies.” He looked at me. “I guess this leaves me in control of the family business.” Massaging my hands, Zach’s dark eyes found my own. “How do you feel?”
I bit my lip. “I’m exhausted,” I said softly. “I...” My voice trailed off. Suddenly, it didn’t matter. Well, it still mattered, but I realized there was no point in getting upset
