The Price of Silence

The warehouse was cold.

Vinnie sat tied to a metal chair bolted into the floor. His shirt was torn, dried blood crusted along his temple. One eye was swollen, almost shut.

The door opened.

Massimo stepped inside slowly, his gaze piercing Vinnie.

That alone was enough to make Vinnie’s stomach tighten.

Massimo removed his coat slowly and placed it on the back of another chair. He rolled up his sleev