“Thanks for coming over,” Tony said, shaking hands with
Steve. “Vic will be down in just a minute.”
“So this has something to do with Vic?” Steve asked,
confused.
“This has everything to do with Vic,” Tony responded. “But
he needs to tell you.”
“Would this have something to do with me seeing him at the
club last night?”
“It would.” Tony swirled his coffee and didn’t say anything
else. They sat in silence until Nikki came back with the cookies. About the
time Steve took two, Vic came down the stairs and through the doors, choosing a
chair across from Steve so he could see Steve’s face well. And he looked
excited about something.
“So what’s this all about, Cabrizzi?” Steve asked.
“Hello to you too,” Vic said.
“Oh, sorry. Hello. So what’s this all about, Cabrizzi?” Nikki
had to stifle a giggle.
Vic sighed deeply and sat back in his chair. “I don’t even
know where to start.”
It broke Tony’s heart to see Vic so conflicted and
miserable. “Just tell him about Carrie first, bud. However you do this, it’ll
be the right way.”