*Cat*
Elio’s eyes collided with mine and held. Something was going on. I knew it.
This was his chance to prove that he really didn’t think of me as someone who always had to be left behind. We would see how he handled this when the call ended.
The conversation didn’t take very long, and Elio didn’t even speak during the call. He didn’t look angry or upset. He looked more thoughtful than anything.
“Can you call Matilda?” he asked.
“Sure, I can call Mom.”
“Good. Call her and see if she can come over to watch over Emilia while we go see what’s going on with Franky.“
I walked to the closet to the gun box and took out my piece. I checked it, checked the chambers, and made sure everything was in working order. I put on my holster and picked up my phone to call Mom.
“Mom?“
“Hey, how are you doing?”
Mom sounded preoccupied as if she were reading something, or more than likely, watching television.
