Lorenzo (Chicago Ruthless, #3)

by Sadie Kincaid

“So, what’s the plan?” Max asks as soon as Dante sits down at the table. “I can be there and back in a day. Make it look like an accident? A suicide?” Lorenzo scowls. “No. I’ll do it.” “You sure that’s wise?” Dante asks him. “You think I’m not capable of handling this?” Lorenzo barks. I watch them with morbid fascination. They’re clearly talking about one of their enemies, but I’m shocked they’d discuss killing someone so openly in front of me. I guess I really am family, huh? Dante huffs and rolls his eyes. “Don’t be fucking ridiculous, Loz. But you have been a little …” He winces. “A little what, D?” “Psycho?” Max offers. “Not helpful,” Joey chides her husband. “You haven’t been your usual levelheaded self is all,” Dante says. “And this needs to be clean. The guy’s a cop.” “I fucking know that,” Lorenzo says with a snarl. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. “A c-cop?” Everyone turns and looks at me. “Who are you talking about?” I ask, even as my heart races. I think I know the answer. “Your piece-of-shit husband,” Lorenzo replies,