“Not with the Italians on our asses like they have been the last few months,” Rurik says. “You and I make a good team, but we won’t win in a firefight that’s just the two of us.”
I nod in agreement and then pause. “Do you think this could be the Italians?”
He thinks on it for a minute and then shakes his head. “They’re showmen. If they wanted to attack us, they would have done it at the first location. Probably with a pyrotechnics show to announce their arrival.”
I laugh. “You’re probably right. Subtlety isn’t their strong suit.”
Still, something about the situation rubs me the wrong way. Nico has always been up front with me. He’s used middlemen to communicate a few times, but he’s one of the few business relationships I have that I talk to directly. I mean, he came as a guest to my f
