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I wonder why he didn’t.
I look in the direction of the bedroom and see that the bed’s made. Which doesn’t mean much, but I’m sure Cristina’s not here.
I find my phone beside me, ignore the thousands of notifications on it, and dial her number.
“Hello,” she answers. People are shouting in the background, so she must be at work.
I hang up.
Drago throws my old dressing into a plastic bag and takes a seat on a bar chair. He’s wearing a pair of beach shorts, a white tank top, and flip-flops. He’s blended into the island crowd quite well.
Once, I asked him why he doesn’t wear black on black all the time like in the movies. He told me it’s about staying invisible and being the least noticed in a group. His profession came from ninjas, who wore whatever they needed for camouflage.
“When did you arrive?” I ask him.
“As soon as I could.”
“Corrado and family are at the estate?”
He nods.
“Did you feed me?”
“Only fluids. A nurse visited, but I sent her back and told her you’d left.”
“Nobody knows I’m still here?”
He shakes his head. “They think I’m your private investigator.”
“Thank you.” Drago’s here to figure out who shot at us and to remove them once and for all. He works alone, but will work with me if he must. Now he must, because I want answers.
“One thing: I don’t like this location,” he says.
“Why? It’s isolated. Perfect for setting up our base.”
He shakes his head again. “Too isolated. Makes me think your uncle set you up all along. Was he alive after the attempt?”
I nod. Corrado ended him.
“He could’ve ordered it,” Drago says. “In which case, we’re chasing a ghost.”
“He’s too cowardly for that. Too close of a call for him. He wouldn’t have used drones either. It’s someone else.”
“I have an idea,” Drago says.
“What do you have in mind?”
“I want to investigate Rocco Capone. We need to get inside the lion’s den. Lie in wait. Draw him out.”
Cristina’s father. “He died, so that’s another ghost.”
“Not his body.”
I take a moment to parse out what Drago is telling me, but can’t. “What?”
“They didn’t bury him.”
I need coffee for this conversation. “You dug him up?”
