Chapter 47

“No. It was late, I was scared, and they were a short distance away and not talkin’ loud.”

“So you only heard what you thought was a name?” Doyle could hardly contain himself.

“I heard two names. Or that word—jiggy—which could’ve been a name. And then the stranger who stopped the bashing said something like Fornesi. I couldn’t hear the whole sentence but it sounded like this Fornesi wouldn’t be happy. That was the general gist anyway.”

“Thanks, James. This is a big help.”

“That’s all I can tell you.” He paused and Doyle could hear him sniffle. “H-how is Jared?”

“He seems okay, other than he’s really hurting without you.”

“He…he said that?”

“Yes,” Doyle said knowing that it wasn’t so much Jared’s words as how he said what he’d said. “He wants you in his life.”

“But how can I do that? How can I risk getting killed? What kind of life would we have, me always looking over my shoulder?”