Judge
“Is everything ready?” I already knew it was, but I needed to ask. It was either do that or go crazy. Gio was late, something that he never was, and it had me on edge in a way that was unfamiliar. I didn’t like not being in control but when Gio had asked if he could personally deliver the package, I'd quickly agreed. It was a much better plan than my original one of plucking her straight from the streets. Kidnapping one of the jurors in my trial, even if they could never prove it was me, it was foolish and one thing I wasn’t, was foolish.
Not until I had seen her anyway.
Gio handling that side of things would make things go a lot smoother, unless of course he decided she was a threat. I didn’t think he would. In a few days my name would be cleared. The family had made sure of that
