Chapter 52: MANCINI

"And you let 'er go..."

"Star, turn that shit off." Every time I come into my place she's blasting that shit.

"It's the radio big brother, I have no control."

"My ass. What do you do? Look out the window for me and hit play the fuck?"

Of course she ignored me. I hate this fucking song though every word is now stuck in my head. She and her husband and their brother and sister in law, my former family, have been riding my ass for the better part of a week.

I'd skipped Sunday dinner, incurring the wrath of my mother but I hadn't been in the mood to play twenty questions. Instead I'd sat alone in my place contemplating the mess I'd made of my life. I should've stuck to my principles, should never have let her in. I guess the bureau had won after all. They couldn't put me away for life so they sent her to destroy me from the inside out.

My lawyer was making minced meat out of their asses and they were all scrambling. But that wasn't enough to give me back what