"Where are you now?"
Marco's voice faded in and out with an unsteady buzzing over the line. "On the way back...driver...bridge...fighting."
Eden couldn't catch every word, but she guessed from what little she could understand that the Salini had sent him away and were going to drop him off somewhere like an unwanted package. She needed to find out what exactly he had told them, and the sooner the better, but that didn't seem to be in the cards tonight. The streets were particularly unsafe right now; she'd heard the rattle of gunfire not too far from here. No doubt a couple minor gangs getting into something yet again.
"...where is..."
"Get to DiAngelo's old place, everyone's there." She looked up at the ceiling. "Except me, but I'll get there tomorrow."
"...can't hear..."
That damne
