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you.”
     
     
    “They want me dead?”
     
     
    “The Russian mob is paying top dollar for you,” he said with another strained laugh. “Whatever went down between them and your father has them scrabbling to clean it all up.”
     
     
    “Who shot you?”
     
     
    “Some low-ranking informant in the criminal underworld who had familial ties to the Russians,” he replied. “Apparently, the ties were stronger than I had thought. He pulled a gun on me when I dropped your name. He wanted to know where you were so he could collect the bounty.”
     
     
    I eyed his patched up wound. “What happened?”
     
     
    “I barely managed to disarm him before the gun went off. The bullet missed me on the first go but the ricochet hit me in the side.”
     
     
    “What about the man?”
     
     
    He gave me a sheepish look. “He’s not in a position to be doing anything but feeding the worms. Anyway, we can’t stay here. Neither of us are safe here. This is a much bigger deal than I had thought.”
     
     
    I stared straight into his beautiful sea green eyes. They turned hazel under dimmer conditions. “Jackie who are you, really? Why do you know all these mafia families? Why do you have so many weapons?”
     
     
    His face was as lifeless as a mask as he spoke. “I’m a killer.”
     
     
    I felt a chill down my spine. “What do you do?”
     
     
    “I solve the Pastore family’s problems,” he answered grimly. “They’re the biggest Italian mafia family in town. The only rules are that I won’t accept hits on women or children. No civilians either since it attracts the FBI’s attention. Everyone else is fair game.”
     
     
    I made the connection. “You’re a hitman.”
     
     
    He smiled. “That’s one term for it.”
     
     
    I thought about it for a moment. “Will you kill someone for me?”
     
     
    “Assuming you even had the funds to pay me,” he said with a chuckle. “Why would I take a hit from someone like you?”
     
     
    “I because I want to avenge my father. I want to kill the man who took him from me.”
     
     
    Jackie leaned forward in interest. “Who?”
     
     
    “Harold Colman.”
     
     
    He grunted. “A civilian then.”
     
     
    “He’s the one who killed my father,” I retorted. “He’s not innocent.”
     
     
    “And then what?” he asked. His question stumped me and he knew it. “I’ve met a lot of clients in my line of work. They have the money to kill a man but they don’t have any idea of what to do with their own lives afterwards. Regardless of whether or not I kill Harold, what will you do with your life?”
     
     
    “I could work for you,” I offered. I honestly didn’t know what I would do with my life. The idea of entering college and becoming a doctor seemed like a distant memory. “I did a pretty good job patching you up, right? We could make a good team.”
     
     
    He looked intrigued at the idea. “Let’s put the idea on the back burner. For now, I have to get back into full health and investigate what’s going on with your father’s murder. If we work well enough together, then… I’ll think about it.”
     
     
    I nodded. “Okay.”
     
     
    “First, we need to get to my safe house,” Jackie ordered, heading to his bedroom. He returned with his laptop. “Our current location might be compromised. There’s also the police and mobsters who will be swarming this place and asking questions. We need to get out of here and fast. Grab only the bare essentials and let’s get out of here.”
     
     
    “You’re in no condition to be moved,” I objected. “You’ve lost blood.”
     
     
    “I’m not like your average man,” he countered. Indeed, he wasn’t like any other man I’ve ever met. “We’re both at risk staying here any longer than we need to. Get ready to depart. We’ll be going down the fire escape from the back. It’s too risky for you to go through the front door.”
     
     
    I thought of the memories I had of this