Bellissimo Fortuna (Beautiful Fortune)
“Sober the fuck up and help me on this case.”
The light he has turned on is burning my eyes; they’re so dry, probably from the liquor dehydrating my body. “Fuck you, Dakota.”
“No, fuck Locati. You gonna let him win? Everything he took from you, including your girl, this is how you’re going to go down?” Ouch. Right for the jugular.
Sitting up I level him with a glare, warning him to back off. “He didn’t take my girl, she left. Whatever you’re trying to do, it won’t work. What’s the point . . . justice? What a fucking joke that is.”
“Really? You know that for a fact? What if there’s some chance bringing him down can bring her back?”
“I don’t give a fuck,” I lie, my heart rate accelerating just imagining her walking through the door. For the past three months, I’ve lost myself in a bottle. I didn’t have a particular poison, just whatever was in reach. I still did my job, just not as thoroughly. Everything had lost its luster since she ended us. Sure, for about three hours I wanted to end ...Frank Locati, then all my hopes and desires shriveled up and died.MoreLess
The light he has turned on is burning my eyes; they’re so dry, probably from the liquor dehydrating my body. “Fuck you, Dakota.”
“No, fuck Locati. You gonna let him win? Everything he took from you, including your girl, this is how you’re going to go down?” Ouch. Right for the jugular.
Sitting up I level him with a glare, warning him to back off. “He didn’t take my girl, she left. Whatever you’re trying to do, it won’t work. What’s the point . . . justice? What a fucking joke that is.”
“Really? You know that for a fact? What if there’s some chance bringing him down can bring her back?”
“I don’t give a fuck,” I lie, my heart rate accelerating just imagining her walking through the door. For the past three months, I’ve lost myself in a bottle. I didn’t have a particular poison, just whatever was in reach. I still did my job, just not as thoroughly. Everything had lost its luster since she ended us. Sure, for about three hours I wanted to end ...Frank Locati, then all my hopes and desires shriveled up and died.MoreLess
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