He nodded and Luca stepped forward, taking one of my hands in his before leaning to whisper in my ear. “I know you can handle yourself,” he said. “And there isn’t a doubt in my mind that ol’ boy has his work cut out for him, but if you ever need an out…” I pulled back to look him in the eyes and he shook his head, silencing what he knew was coming next. “...if you ever need an out, come to me, Luci. Come to me and I’ll get you out.” I squeezed his hands and nodded.
