"We'll all do our best and share whatever information we find with each other. It's the best way. In the same way, protect yourselves to ensure that you are not killed before then," Nico said, and I could hear a note of annoyance and frustration in his voice.
He wanted to leave, and he was making it extremely clear. Vito was visibly dissatisfied, and Gotti the same, but there was no other choice. What else was there to do but wait?
"I'll add more cameras to the floor and change rooms if I were you," he said, turning to leave. I turned to follow, which was enough to set Vito off—his teeth clenched at me.
"…You think by following him you'll be safe? You're simply going to be his whore. He'll use and discard you like everything else in his life," Vito spat, and I simply rolled my eyes, biting my tongue to avoid responding as I left.
The only thing I did was wish him death.
But we had barely gotten out of the room and settled in the elevator when I asked to speak to Nico.
