“Yes, an enemy of yours.” I knew before he even said it. “Valentino Carlotti.”
“Fuck.”
“You not only went back on our deal, you made things worse, and now you’re going to help me fix it.”
“You’re right. I am.” No way in hell was Eric equipped to deal with a man like Carlotti. And for some damn reason, I liked the idea of Eric being under my protection. He might be a bitchy as hell cop, but no way was Carlotti getting his hands on him. I’d brought Eric into this, and I was going to get him out.