Angelo: Making A Monster (House of Vitali Book 1) by Loki Renard

Author:Loki Renard [Renard, Loki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-31T16:00:00+00:00

6

It was mid-afternoon when Angelo woke up, not because he was done sleeping, but because there was a heavy pounding at the door.

“POLICE!”

Angelo stumbled out of bed, pulling on pants and a shirt.

“Coming!”

His heart was pounding. There was a good fifty thousand dollars of drug money stashed under the mattress. Had Vito fucked him over? Had Mario? Did one of his dealers dob him in? His business, which had seemed so secure just a few hours ago, now seemed like sieve full of holes.

Sure he was about to be arrested, Angelo got socks and shoes on. They’d take the laces, but he didn’t want to go into the cells barefoot.

He made sure the cash and his gun were well stashed in the safe under the bed, then went to open the door. What was his lawyer’s number again? It wasn’t coming to him, but he knew he was going to need it.

Angelo took a deep breath, opened the door, and found himself looking into the sombre faces of two police officers.

“Mr Vitali?”

“That’s me,” Angelo confirmed.

“We’re here about a young… associate of yours.”

The pause before associate told Angelo that it wasn’t really an associate. It was Antonio.

“Antonio Carelli,” the cop said. “Have you seen him lately?”

“I saw him last night, before I went out, “Angelo said. “What’s up? Has he gotten into trouble? Does he need bail?

“No, sir,” the officer said. “We need someone to identify him.”

Identify. Him.

With those two words, the world went cold.

Angelo knew what they meant. He just didn’t want to know. He didn’t want to believe it. And until they said it, it wasn’t true.

“Mr Vitali, we understand you and Antonio were close…”

“He’s my boyfriend.”

“I’m sorry to say, sir, he was found deceased in a location near the meatpacking district.”

They’d said the words. The world closed in. Darkness overcame Angelo.

“What happened to him?” The words came out rough and raw.

“It wasn’t pleasant, sir.”

Angelo felt pure rage flaring inside him. “Who did it?”

“That’s what we’re trying to ascertain. Where were you last night between the hours of two and four?”

It didn’t occur to Angelo for a moment what they were asking. He was too busy thinking that he had said he would be home by then, too busy realizing that Antonio must have gotten up and left after Angelo broke his promise. Must have gone out looking for whatever the hell it was a young gay man could look for in the early hours of the morning.

“I was uh, I was out…”

He heard how vague and lame the words sounded. Alibi. He didn’t have one. He couldn’t exactly say well officer, I was out delivering a metric fuckton of cocaine.

“Where were you, sir?”

“Uh, suburbs. I was at a friend’s home.”

“Can we have the details of this friend, sir?”

“Wait…” Angelo rasped. “Antonio’s dead… I need.. I need to see him.”

“If you’d come with us sir, we’ll take you.”

They were professional, but he knew they thought he did it. He was a gay. A deviant. A scumbag. A criminal. Some of those things were true.

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