Albano slid his gaze over to Sean, presumably gauging his reaction. Sean kept his face deadpan, offering neither acknowledgement nor dissent.
“I, I confused him,” Jack sputtered. “I didn’t introduce myself well, and I think he got the wrong idea, and that’s why he pulled a gun on me. Listen, I don’t know who you men are, or why it’s strange that this little incident went down close to your home—and it’s a lovely home, by the way. I clearly made a very bad mistake, and—”
Albano’s grin disappeared. He nodded to the man with the bruised face. The man quickly stood up, grabbed Jack by the hair, and slammed the side of his pistol into the center of his face.
Jack cried out in pain. Sean quickly lunged to his knees, reflexively ready to intervene, but he restrained himself when Blake stood up
