Her phone rang as Savino got behind the wheel.
“What happened?” Alvar’s voice filled the interior of the car from her device.
“He turned out to be an ultra competitive spoilsport who called me a loser and mocked the fact I couldn’t keep up with his bowling skills.”
“Why did Savino engage him?”
She didn’t want to tell him. She looked out the window at the passing scenery. The sun was still up. Perhaps it wasn’t too late to become a nun.
“Sienna why did Savino engage. I can ask Savino but I’m asking you.”
“He called me a w***e. He saw me looking back at Savino and Franko who were laughing their asses off at me because he was prancing all over the alley like he was doing a form of bowling ballet. People were staring and it felt humiliating as hell and those two buffoons were laughing. I
