My frustration was at an all-time high, and Cora skipping out on me yesterday only made things worse. I’d been with my cousin, trying to get more information on the Vargas Cartel, when Freddie called to inform me that Cora had ditched him at the mall. I’d tried to call her a hundred times since, to no avail. Cora knew I hated to be ignored.
I wanted to call and check on Cora again as Freddie drove me to the jail where Gallagher was being held, but I decided to give her space for now. Once I returned to Chicago, I wouldn’t let up until she agreed to be mine.
We reached the prison, and Freddie parked the car. The cops on the Calabresi payroll had allowed me to visit with Gallagher for a few minutes. I was escorted to the meeting room, where I sat and waited. I placed my briefcase on the f
