LUCAS
Today was the day I’d be finally free of Camille.
Victory was certain.
She was la finitura. Finished.
She had nowhere to go. No one to turn to. She was bankrupt. Her lover had turned on her. His testimony was Oscar-worthy owing to the motivation of his fat bank balance. He thought I’d deposited ten million dollars in his offshore account but he was in for a nasty surprise. Nico and I had been working with the police undercover and my dear friend was going to jail for extortion as soon as he stepped off the witness stand.
During the break, Stefano, Nico, and I went back to the limo and went over a few details.
Stefano glance at his Swiss watch and grabbed his bag from the back seat. “Let’s get the show on the road.” He slipped out first and I heard him cuss loudly. “What do you want Camille??”
Abandoning my exit for the moment, I leaned back on the seat and waited.