I watched Felicity's expression as the recording finished playing.

"We got 'em, boss. Both of' em." That was Bruno, Tony's hit man.

"Got 'em dead?" Tony asked.

"Toast," Bruno confirmed. You could tell by the tone of his voice that he was smiling.

"Good. That'll teach people to go to the cops!" Tony laughed with his raspy, cigar-smoker's voice.

Both men cackled and the recording came to an end. I gave Felicity a moment to process before I spoke. I knew that playing it for her was going to hurt her, but it was something she needed to hear.

Her eyes moved back and forth as she sat on the...