Nico took a deep breath. He longed to turn back and take one more look at where Gianna was standing by the door, but he could not let himself do that. If he turned back all the emotions that he had worked so hard to bury would come back with a vengeance. So he kept moving, focusing on Lorenzo's back. His cold unfeeling mask firmly in place.
When he had confronted Albert, a low level crook. He had connected with the man on the basis of him being a father who loved his child and Nico himself being a father to be.
