Forty-six

Sunny could’ve sworn she thought Santo was just exaggerating when he said he wasn’t gonna let her out of his sight, and when he told her in the helicopter that he was gonna make sure he had eyes and ears on her, she thought he was just being funny, but now seated at the back of a black van parked right across from her house where Judy was said to be last seen she had to watch with her mouth shut as a mic was taped to her and a button was given to her to push in case of emergencies

“It’s Judy Santo not a cold-blooded assassin, the only thing she could hurt, is a fly if it’s already dying, and that’s after crying for it,” sunny said staring at Santo as he sat on a seat watching as his people prepped her up

“It’s not Judy I’m worried about,” Santo said

“Well, if Silvio’s on the run, I doubt she’ll come here,” sunny said, making santo sigh

“Well, there’s nothing like being too safe, is there?” He asked, making her scoff in annoyance.

“Coast is clear, she just went upstairs” one of santo