The sound of the door opening broke the silence, and a light came in from the direction of the door. When I came back to reality from my hallucination, Daley let go of his hand and his back was back against the sofa. The light fell on his silver mask, and now he looked serious, and there was no more reflection of me in his eyes.

"Daley, I heard someone drop a bomb on your house!" A man's gruff voice came from the door, and I quickly got up and stood at the end of the sofa.

A muscled man in a tight T-shirt with gray hair and an Italian...