Chapter 48

Whatever. “Rafe Zumpano. I’m a grown-up, and I’ll thank you to remember that,” I growled at him. “Don’t forget, I’m bigger than you now and more than capable of handing your ass to you, got it?”

He gave me an undecipherable look. “Yeah, got it.”

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After buying groceries, I drove over to the Zumpano house. It was up the hill a ways, roughly two miles from my cabin. I’d done work on the house over the years and it was still in pretty good shape, no thanks to Rafe. If it wasn’t for me or Serge, the place would have fallen to pieces after the senior Zumpanos had moved out.

I let myself in with the key that was kept above the door and went to the kitchen. Egads, it was a mess! Maybe the reason why Rafe went through girlfriends like he did was because of his lack of, well, house sense.