“Enzo, it’s been a while … Yeah, save the threats for someone who cares. I have little Sofia here, so I need you to listen up … That’s better. You call off all the hunting dogs—you, the Russos and Gallos, and especially the f*****g Russians. I want safe passage from the city, and once I’m out, I’ll tell you where you can find Sofia … I figured you’d ask— here.” He placed his hand over the receiver and glared at me with challenge, showing me how much he’d enjoy punishing me for any misstep. I attempted to take the phone in my hand, but he swatted my hands away, holding the phone to my ear. “D-d-dad?” I shivered, unable to help my chattering. “Sofia, are you okay?” His voice was wrought with concern, making my chest constrict with the desire to run into the safety of his arms. “Yes-s-s-s, bu
