Book 3: Something to Look Forward To

Dante

After El falls asleep, I sneak out of bed. Henry might not scare me, but that doesn’t mean I don’t need to do anything about him. Just that she doesn’t need to worry about it.

God, she’d kill me if I ever said that to her face.

This is just a temporary measure, I promise myself as I change in a dark closet and leave the room. Just until she’s no longer pregnant.

Yeah, that’d stop her from kicking my ass. I shut the bedroom door behind me with a sigh, then call Tony.

He shows up twenty minutes later with Mikey in tow, both of them looking exhausted. I raise an eyebrow.

“Teo needed an angel on his shoulder,” Tony says by way of explanation.

“You call in a replacement team?” I ask.

“You think I dropped out of school after kindergarten?” Tony replies.

Mikey just nods and walks in with him. Without conferring, the three of us amble into my office and shut the door behind us. Only once I’ve poured everybody a dri