| Gone On Far Enough

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I watched Zoloft grin as he kept talking. "Take note of me using the word was. But we'll get to that shortly."

"Jesus. Stop, Zoloft." From the corner of my eye, I saw Anthony struggle. Blood was smeared over the skin of his wrists as he tried to free himself.

Zoloft kept my gaze. "Do you want to know, Jane?"

It was a trick question. I knew that. Even if I didn't want to know, the right answer was yes. It was the answer Zoloft wanted, so I nodded.

"Thought so." Zoloft turned to look at Anthony. "I think you should tell her. No, wait…let me."

Up and down he paced, the keys to my cage and collar swinging around and around his fingers. "I'm sure since you've spent the last few weeks with the Bolognas, you've heard the name Morello before?"

There it was again. That name. The name of the man Anthony told me was their enemy.

I nodded.