15
Stone
I sprawled in an armchair pulled close to Giada’s bed, my focus on her face every second I wasn’t group texting Greed, Warden, and Sin. Two of Burtonelli’s guards had sat up front in the limo, and the second car along with the Burtonelli’s other guard and Sin had gone straight into Boston to help watch over the rest of the family.
Warden—although the judge had screamed about firing Tellier Security while the EMTs wheeled him outdoors, had gone in the chopper.
The other guards along with Sin had gone straight into Boston to check on the Burtonelli’s security at the hospital. Leaving that mess to Warden, I settled into the chair and finally closed my eyes.
Having been on high alert for most of the day, I expected to pass the f**k out knowing I could trust Greed to hold the lock
