Protection Stories

Chapter One I changed lanes, and my eyes shifted between the rear-view mirrors and the road ahead in a continuous cycle. No tails. The boss had called me specifically to be on alert this week. To watch his wife with a close eye. He wasn’t specific, but if the boss was calling, it had to be serious. The last time I spoke to the boss was over a year ago, when I was first introduced to the family. I wasn’t Italian, of course...