I didn’t respond because the truth was, I was reeling. I was desolate because I felt I had let Dante down. I’d been so sure Seamus would lead me to something that could help him, but if anything, it had only made the entire situation worse. I was scared that Dennis would do anything to get Dante convicted. I was petrified he would win and Dante would spend the rest of his life in a federal penitentiary. I was horrified that a man I was coming to care for more than I was ready to admit was going to leave me. And I’d be alone again, somehow even more so than I was before.
