I want to wrap my arms around Dima and try to protect what’s left of the gentle soul inside of him. The last bit of innocence that his dark and twisted life hasn’t yet stained forever.
But I also want to slam my fists against his chest and demand to know why he won’t just leave with me. Why he won’t run away with us and leave this all behind.
“And now, I have a way forward,” Dima continues. “If I’d killed Ennio, I would have had nothing to lure Giorgio out with. He would have been on high alert, knowing someone was coming for his family, and I never would have reached him. This way, I have a chance to still make the hit.”
“Are you serious? That’s what you’re thinking about right now? The goddamn hit?”
“Of course it is!” he roars. “Because I can’t keep you safe until Giorgio is dead. I
