Valentino 6:41 p.m. Orion holds his chest and takes a deep breath. “How’s your heart doing because mine—” The shouting becomes clearer at the top of the sixth floor. It’s Frankie. “You can get the fuck out of my house, but you’re not leaving with my family!” A woman says something, maybe about property? “Then you can both get out of here! But Paz isn’t going anywhere!” “Where I go, Pazito goes!” “Over my dead body!” Then there’s a clap, like flesh on flesh, and a thud. The woman screams “HELP!” before crying out in pain.
aand there it is
