Chapter 4
Vincent had a lot of practice with forced patience, and he drew on those experiences as he followed the boss up from the casino to the third floor. The notes from David’s piano still echoed in his ears as the elevator doors shut. He couldn’t say for sure, but the music didn’t sound the same that night. David was probably rattled from the threat and from his invitation. No, there was no probably about it. The last time he had seen another man look at him with such abject fear, he had been about to shoot that man in the brain. He had no intention of ever hurting David, but for a brief moment, it felt like he already had.
As soon as they were locked away in Jimmy’s suite, the purpose of the impromptu meeting became clear. Not that Vincent had ever been confused on that point.
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