Miranda’s POV:
The next day, I hit a breakthrough.
“What am I looking at?” Luca asked, glancing between me and the tablet I shoved in his face.
“Your guys, they were once close friends of Winston’s. Like, attending dinner parties together kind of close. If he’s faking his death, they will know. I say we pay them all a visit.”
I still hadn’t found the connection between them, but this was a very solid start.
He took the tablet from me. “Thank you, now, focus on the drive next,”
“I’m coming with you,”
“No.”
“I wasn’t asking for permission,”
“I know you weren’t. You’re not coming with me. I have noticed that when it comes to Winston Valentine you become very…”
“If you say emotional I will kick your crotch so hard your balls will move into your body and you puke them.”
He took a st
