Chapter 2 - Vincent Visits Sarah to Explain Adrian’s Return
Vincent Russo adjusted his dark wool coat as he walked up the weathered wooden steps of the modest Queens apartment.
The autumn wind whipped stinging dust across the quiet street, but his eyes remained locked on the faded brass door number 4B.
He raised his hand and knocked three measured times, his expression heavy with the weight of secrets he was about to shatter.
Inside, the sound of soft footsteps paused near the lock before the heavy deadbolt clicked open with a sharp mechanical snap.
Sarah Miller stood in the doorway, her brown hair pulled back in a practical clip, holding a half-empty mug of cooling coffee.
Her eyes widened in instant recognition as she saw Vincent standing in the dim hallway light, his silhouette radiating cold authority.
“Vincent,” she breathed, her grip tightening around the ceramic mug until her knuckles turned a stark, bloodless white.
“We need to talk, Sarah,” Vincent said quietly, stepping back to give her space while blocking any view from the hallway.
“If this is about money, you know we don't want anything to do with your syndicate world anymore,” Sarah said defensively.
“It’s not about money, Sarah,” Vincent replied, his voice dropping an octave as he looked past her toward the cozy living room.
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“It’s about Adrian. And it’s about the little girl drawing pictures of a father who doesn't have a face.”
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