I jerk my head at the door. “Go with them.” “No.” She shakes her head. Tears prick at her eyes and a sob catches in her throat. “You can’t stay with me, Joey. Not right now.” “But you said!” Pain contorts her beautiful face. “I’ll fix this, I promise. Just give me a few days.” “The fuck you will,” Dante says with a snort. “The car, Guiseppina. Now!” Lorenzo shouts.
