Chapter 202

• Enrico and Vito lingered in the den with us, though neither of them had another drink. After an hour, my eyelids began to grow heavy. Enrico offered to take me back to the packhouse since it was nearing one in the morning. Figuring it was late enough to avoid prying eyes, I agreed and let him drive.
• As I stepped out of the car, the world tilted beneath my feet. I pressed my hand against the cold surface of the car, trying to steady myself before I ended up flat on my back. My legs felt disconnected, like they belonged to someone else, moving without my control.
• Enrico hurried around the car and caught my elbow to help steady me.