United Front

LEVI

I park in front of the house and switch off the engine. The front door opens before we reach it. Cece’s mother rushes outside.

"Oh, thank God."

She pulls Cece into her arms. Cece goes stiff, her eyes moving past her mother towards the doorway. Her father is standing inside.

So is Falcone.

The headache behind my eyes suddenly feels a lot less important.

Falcone looks better than he did