Chapter 38
When Wallace had called with an update, assuring Carlo he was perfectly safe, that Stout was locked away and Mr. Halford was more than a little embarrassed at the turn of events in his business and private affairs, Carlo had finally found the nerve to call Joe.
“That’s good,” Joe had said when Carlo filled him in. “You can get back to life as normal.”
But what was normal? Walking around like he hadn’t almost died at gunpoint? Pretending that he’d never met Joe face-to-face? He could get lost in his usual routine, running for auditions, complaining at work about how nothing ever panned out, but the memories of the past few days would be there in the wings, waiting for their cue to come rushing out and remind him of what could’ve been.