Page 244 of John + Siena: The Complete Duet

“Tell me what?” Andino asked.

“Siena—I guess the Calabrese brothers are planning to make work and life a special kind of hell for us. They figure if they can’t get to us with violence and whatever else, then picking away at business will do the trick.”

Andino scowled. “Fucking bastards.”

“They’re not even worth all of this, Andino.”

Not the death of their family members.

Not his sister’s pain.

None of it.

Andino felt differently, apparently. “Anything can be worth something, John. It’s all about what you get in the end from it, really. Take that as you may.”

Maybe that was part of the problem.

John saw one thing.

Andino saw another.

“I take it you met up with Siena somehow?” Andino asked. “I didn’t get the chance to get over there last week during her yoga time.”

John shrugged. “I had a way in. I took it.”

“Don’t blame you.”

Ahead of them, Lucian murmured something to Cella which caused John’s sister to break in to tears. More tears. The woman hadn’t stopped crying.

John’s guilt increased.

He knew what his father told her.

William’s killer would be dead tonight.

They had a name.

They knew who did it.

She could thank John for that, but he would never expect it from his sister. He only hoped that someday, she did not feel like she did right now. He hoped that someday, she would be happy again.

His part in it made no difference.

He didn’t want recognition.

“It’s almost over,” Andino said beside John. “We’ll get them. We’ll end them. Soon.”