*Giovani*
I pulled my black car into my usual parking spot and turned to look at Alessandro. He was staring straight ahead, his back stiff with some sort of emotion that I hadn’t yet identified. We had spent the day checking out the shipping yard and looking for intel in the city, but we hadn’t found much.
I would have preferred to make the trip alone, but I had hoped that bringing along Alessandro would help smooth things over between us and show him that I was willing to give him a little more trust if he was willing to act like a man instead of a little boy.
But instead of playing along and making nice, he had been as cold as a block of ice the entire day. It was starting to piss me off, and I had decided that I was going to do something about his shitty-ass attitude.
“So what do you think?” I asked, starting out calm in spite of my rising irritation.
“About what?” he responded, still avoiding looking at me.
