Chapter 15
Nico
My private investigator found a plane ticket in Sondra’s name to Michigan on the night of the wedding. I rent a car in Detroit and drive an hour and a half to Marshall. I’m wearing a pair of jeans and a short-sleeved button down. It’s my attempt at removing the mafia from my appearance. Figuring out how to at least get through Sondra’s parents’ front door.
I’ve been shot at. Had the crap beat out of me. Made million dollar deals. Nothing’s made me sweat like this.
I figure I have only one shot at this, and I don’t know if I can pull it off. When I get to Marshall, I stop to buy flowers, but then I decide they’re too cliché. Sondra doesn’t need flowers or money from me. She needs… I don’t know what she needs, but I suspect it’s somehow baring my soul.
Which I’m willing
