Dom didn’t want to tell Kiko he was relieved that whoever had thrown that brick had aimed at Chad; Kiko would hate it. And he didn’t want Kiko going back to work until they found out who was trying to kill him, but he didn’t think he could really keep him from opening Yolks on You back up, not unless he could come up with a watertight argument that Kiko’s logic would accept. That would be a challenge.
He mulled it over as they swept up all the glass, even the bits in hard-to-reach places. He considered multiple angles as Kiko pulled up the plastic tarp from the basement and passed him the duct tape. He wondered whether he could even get Kiko to shut the place down tomorrow as he pressed the tape against the tarp and wall, not having any better argument than that Kiko’s life was in danger,
