“What about Remo?” Fabiano rasped, and my throat became tight. “He handed himself over as he’d intended.” “Fuck, fuck!” Fabiano exhaled. “Fuck.” “We’re going back and staying in Kansas for the time being, trying to figure something out.” “Let me join you. Let me help. We need to save Remo.” “You need to protect Kiara. Savio and I’ll try to figure something out with the Underboss of Kansas.”
