Page 42 of Condemned to You

Letting myself in, I pushed through and shut the door behind me. “Long story. But I don’t have time to answer questions. I need your help.”

The shocked expression turned into confusion, “To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit, Emilio?”

The thought of seeking help from Hamilton gnawed at me. Hamilton, the District Attorney's son—the very embodiment of the law, and the one person I never thought I’d have to turn to.

“Is everything okay?” A woman’s voice carried to the foyer. A petite figure appeared. “Ham who is this?”

“Kathy, this is-” Hamilton shot me a glance.

“Jim,” I replied extending my hand to her.

I was well aware of who Kathy is – born and raised elite who had been in constant competition with Bethany.

“Nice to meet you Jim. We were getting ready to head to bed. Is this urgent?”

Now it was me who shot a glance at Hamilton.

“Honey, head upstairs. I’ll meet you there.” He placed a kiss on her cheek.

“Don’t be long,” she replied with a tight smile then turned away.

“Why don’t we go into the library,” Hamilton suggested leading the way.

Inside the brownstone boasted high ceilings and original hardwood floors, seamlessly blending historic character with modern amenities. The large windows perfect for sunlight to illuminate the open living space, while the cozy fireplace provided a warm focal point in the heart of the living room.

Stepping into the library, Hamilton shut the door behind me. It was clear he was in here when I came, as the light was on and there was paperwork all over the desk with a glass of liquor almost empty.

“Why are you here?” Hamilton wasn’t looking for small talk – and neither was I.

“I need you to do me a favor.”

“Why me? Usually you discuss those things with my father.” Hamilton’s tone was teasing, but I could sense the underlying tension.

“Because your father won’t do what I need. But you will.”

“I’m not looking to get involved with whatever my father has with the DeCarlo family.”

“That’s why I need you.”

“If I haven’t made it clear – I don’t care what you need.” Hamilton stepped closer, his eyes narrowing. “Why should I help you? You’re a mobster. You and I are not on the same side of the law.”

Fighting the urge to roughen him up, I rubbed my hands together for a second.

“It’s not for me. It’s for Bethany.”

The sound of her name made him stand up straighter than he already was and I knew I had his full attention.

“What’s happened to her? Is she okay?”

“She will be if you help me.”

Hamilton’s lips tightened together as the tension in his facial muscles strained. “What do you need?”

“I need you to make sure charges are brought onto Luca.”

The look on Hamilton’s face changed as he realized the danger in the situation. “Have you lost your mind? Why would you want that?”

“It’s the only way I can save her.”