Chapter 7
- "Is there a problem?" Giovanni asks as I continue to stand there like a scarecrow with performance anxiety in a field of overconfident crows.
- I hesitate for a moment, take a deep breath and walk in, closing the door behind me.
- "Gio—Mr. D'Errico, I-I need to t-talk to you...i-in private," I say, feeling like a broken record player stuck on the stutter track."