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here.”
    “Thatta boy, Nick. I knew you’d make the right choice.” I nod at Bruno and he hauls Genie out of the garage. Then I retrieve the chair I kicked aside and take a seat in front of Nico again. “All right, Nick. Let’s do this fast so we can both get out of here. Where is Tony Angelo?”
    Nico tells me the story of his cousin’s family who owns a goat farm in Vermont. They’ve been paid well to keep Tony hidden for the last year as he prepared to return to New York with a new identity. He’s running out of cash. And he’s tired of living in a basement like a rat.
    Nico insists that his cousin’s family will be out of the house tomorrow night since they’re coming to Bensonhurst for the Santa Rosalia Feast. He swears he doesn’t know where Rebecca is, but he knows Tony’s definitely the one calling the shots with her.
    Nico doesn’t know this, but he just signed his own death warrant. I had already planned to kill him, but I thought I’d give him a day or two locked up in this garage to give up some more secrets. Now, I can’t risk anything getting back to Tony.
    “Thank you, Nick. You’ve helped me out tremendously.”
    “Can I go now?”
    I stand from the chair and pull it back into the corner. I give myself a mental pat on the back. It’s always a victory when I make someone talk without any further bloodshed.
    “I told you everything I know. You gotta let me go!”
    I exit the garage and Bruno is waiting with Genie just outside the door. “Take her to the loft on Madison. Make sure she’s comfortable. She’s gonna be there a few days.”
    Billy looks at me with that gleam in his eyes. He’s ready for his instructions. I nod at him then I set off down the corridor as he heads back into the garage. I don’t stick around to hear the gunshot.

11

    The flight from Newark to St. John’s Airport in Newfoundland is exactly eight hours. My jet gets us there in two-forty-five. As soon as we land in Terra Nova, a helicopter is already waiting to take us to John’s hideaway.
    John’s hideaway. Sounds like a fucking dive bar. But it’s not. John Veneto, King of Bensonhurst, has been living in the basement of a farmhouse in the Newfoundland countryside.  
    I’ve got a variety of hideaways stashed across the globe. I fly all my clients to and from those locations on my private fleet. We doctor flight logs and sometimes we’ll zig-zag the globe in a dizzying pattern to get the high-profile clients from one location to another.
    But I’m going straight to John’s hideaway today because he won’t be going back there after tonight. Once Tony is dead, John can go home to Bensonhurst and I resume control of the neighborhood. And I can find Rebecca.
    And propose to her.
    The one-hour helicopter ride over the green countryside is humbling. I don’t even know what Rebecca’s plans are for the future. Does she want to live in Manhattan forever? Would she like living in the country? Does she want to have kids?
    This is all stuff I would have asked her if I’d known she was going to be taken. She would have thought I was crazy, but I don’t give a fuck. I want to spend the rest of my life with her. But I want to do this the right way. I’m going to ask John for her hand.
    The helicopter touches down just before eleven in the morning. The couple who live on the dairy farm come out to greet me. Mildred and Joshua Raine cover their heads as the helicopter blades slowly stop rotating. Mildred smiles as I approach, not at all perturbed by my sudden appearance.
    “Mr. Savage, you look hungry,” she shouts over the whoosh of the helicopter rotors.
    Joshua holds out his hand and I shake it firmly. “Good morning, Mr. Raine.” I turn to Mildred and take her hand in both of mine. “No time to eat today, Mrs. Raine. I’ve got to get John back home.”
    “Of course,” she replies. “Come inside.”
    The inside of Mildred and Joshua’s humble farmhouse kitchen is uncomfortably warm, as usual. Mildred