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She’s a beautiful girl in sweats, but tonight, she’s an angel come to life. A work of art. And everyone has noticed her.
The prosecutor’s office is also here. Meredith mingles with her coworkers, excited to introduce them to Albert who is perhaps more excited than they are to meet him. Senator Cosa sits at the table opposite ours, his son, Jimmy, scanning the crowd. I don’t like the way his eyes light up once he sees Christina.
He licks his lips and is looking at her like he’s a starving man and she’s his next meal.
The muscle in my jaw ticks. Fucker.
I’d sooner kill him in front of all these people than allow him to look at her like that again.
I know that he sees what I see, and I hate it. It sends my blood boiling, the way his greedy little eyes sweep over her curves. The scum is so far beneath her he doesn’t deserve to even look at her shadow, let alone at her body in couture.
I swallow my anger before it can get the best of me. Albert is dragging us away to socialize and I won’t have the chance to stop this interaction.
I track Christina through the crowd, my eyes always finding her as we move on opposite sides of the room.
Swarms of people approach, waiting their turn to talk to Albert. In the chaos, I lose Christina for a brief moment.
We go through the motions of greeting people we have no interest in talking to. I try to remember their names, but the reality is their only purpose is to fill time and preserve some connection we might need on a rainy day in the future. But right now, my attention is off…
Where did she go?
I see Jimmy approach her and I can’t wait any longer.
“Excuse me,” I say to the man in front of me, I put my hand on his arm and push past before he can stop me.
“Christina,” I call out, but she doesn’t hear me.
Instead, I watch as Jimmy takes her by the hand, leading her outside and away from the crowd.
Fuck.
I have to weave in and out of people, most of whom are already drunk, causing it to take much longer than I would like.
By the time I find her, she’s outside and alone with Jimmy Cosa in a dark corner.
I lean against the brick wall, watching.
Ready.
My hands clench into fists at my sides. As badly as I want to bash his head against the wall, I can’t. Or I shouldn’t. The rational part of me understands that I need to watch him to better understand his motives.
In our line of work, we have to be strategic.
What are his motives?
I watch Jimmy as he steps closer to her, crowding her in the corner. He holds out his cigarette, but she shakes her head no.
I can’t hear what he says, only see that his mouth moves and then a frown spreads across her face right before she crosses her arms against her chest.
My vision burns red, it’s all I can handle.
It’s time to take our girl back.
17
Christina
I feel him before I see him.
