Chapter 45

I lived up against a hill in the cabin I’d renovated some years back. It was a two-bedroom residence that had a nice view of the ocean from the front. Serge had helped me with it over the years while we still lived at the Zumpano house. Our friendship had matured, though I didn’t see him as often since he traveled a lot on business. He didn’t seem to like it much.

After they’d moved to the southeast a few years ago, Mila and Peter Zumpano had left the family home to Rafe and Serge. Rafe was now the town sheriff. So, instead of just overprotecting me and his little brother, he did it for the town, too. It was in his makeup. Certainly his shoulders were broad enough to carry all the troubles in the world, not that I ever noticed. Much. What would be the point, since he went through women like candy?