Illusion of Control

Arturo walked in,

Massimo looked up only when Arturo shut the door behind him.

“What do you want?” Massimo asked flatly, lines visible on his forehead.

Arturo cleared his throat, his expression unreadable. “You look like hell.”

“Is that your professional opinion or your attempt at brotherly concern?” Massimo questioned.

“A bit of both.” Arturo dropped into the chair across from him. “You’ve been i