Chapter 46

“I’d eat shoe leather if it was covered in this.”

Henri chuckled.

Vitas’ face scrunched up. “Should I wear my suit, the one I wore for Richard’s wedding?” Vitas didn’t know how gay weddings worked. They had no such thing in Russia.

“Wear the other one, the blue pinstripe.” Henri opened the Times

“I have another suit?” Vitas raised one eyebrow. “I don’t remember another suit.”

“That’s because you weren’t there when Bertrand packed. Julio brought them from Macy’s. You were still sick in bed. But tomorrow, we’ll go to Mr. Abbott’s and get you proper suits, tailored to fit you.” His Mate was distracted by the newspaper.

“You’re talking about bespoke suits?” Vitas’ jaw dropped open. “I heard my father talk about them in Ireland. The president of the company where he worked wore them.”