“I love Amber.”
He taps the steering wheel.
Before he drives off, I ask him for the one rule he lives by. He thinks for a long time—longer than a man like him usually thinks. bodyguard rocco
He rolls up the window. The sedan pulls into the empty highway, heading toward a private hangar where a nervous client is waiting. “I love Amber
He worked that detail for three years. The magnate was acquitted. Rocco still sends the girl a birthday card every year. No return address. bodyguard rocco
They have no idea that Rocco is already in their blind spot.