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I should feel embarrassed, put in my place. Instead, I’m fucking thrilled. “I’ll talk to Artie,” I say once I reach the door. His head snaps in my direction. “He’ll have his missing assignments in by Monday. Can’t do anything about the other kids, though. Maybe try that stern talking to, though. See how they fare.”
“Maybe,” Leo says, then shrugs. “I wouldn’t say a lack of love is the problem. Maybe more of a lack of opportunity.” “How Romeo and Juliet of you.” Leo laughs, then shakes his head like it might be closer to the truth than I know. Leo is much softer than I ever gave him credit for, more forthcoming with his friendship and feelings than others in the family. I admire this about him. “Well, for what it’s worth, I hope it works out,” I say. “Thank you,” Leo smiles, but sadly. “Me too.”
You’re just tired.” “Do I look tired?” “No,” he smiles. “I just see it.”
“Have them,” she says. “Whatever you want.”
“I’ve been trying to handle it, but last night went too far. They hurt my family.” This catches Maxim’s attention, a part of the story he didn’t hear. We pay out the ass for discreet hospital staff, and it’s good to know that’s paid off. “Mary,” I say, “My little sister. She was shot.” “Is she—” Maxim’s eyes are wild at the news, just a flash, but enough to confirm my suspicions. “She’s fine,” I give him a wry look. “Maxim, I will never ask again but tell me now if you’re in love with her.”
“Two of the most dangerous people in Boston, what could possibly go wrong?”

