“Been waiting for someone to put away Tony the Toolbox.” “If only permanently,” I sigh. “Murder with the Cobalt fam,” Donnelly says through a mouthful of cheesecake. “Those who slay together, stay together.” I eye him. “I meant metaphorical murder.” I pause, curious. “Did you?” He puts a hand to his chest, grinning and not saying one way or the other,
