When I turned around, Enzo was carrying my hammer off. “Hey! What the fuck are you doing?” “Cleaning it,” he said flatly. “Do you want to do it?” “I want your hands off Silvy. That’s what I want!” I snatched her away. “I can clean her up.” Enzo pulled a face. “The fact that you named a stupid hammer…” “You’re a stupid hammer!” “Enough!” Benito snapped. “What are you, five?” he asked me.
