Fallen (ANGELS OF NEW YORK #1) by Quinn Marlowe EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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I hated working at Christmas.
But when your boss calls you for a mission that might keep the entire
family safe, you don’t say no.
The problem was a mission right now meant going out into the city with
the rest of the fucking idiots doing their shopping at the last minute. Like
they’d be able to find anything interesting the day before the holiday. If
they’d really cared—if they’d had any sort of brains in their skulls—they’d
have had their shopping done already and be home with their families on
Christmas Eve.
Though half the families in New York would be out on the streets,
jumping in cabs and taking carriage rides and drinking hot chocolate. Ice
skating at Rockefeller, gazing up at the tree like they’d never seen one
before. Find their way to all the parks that had lights or decorations, and
doing whatever else families did at this time of year.
The thought made me smile, though, because it brought the memory of
what my family did this time of year. My mother was Old World Italian,
which meant she took Christmas way too seriously. And because she was
Italian, she’d essentially made up her own rules and then pretended we all
had to follow them. Every Christmas Eve when we were kids had included
a storm of last-minute gift wrapping, then another storm of gift opening,
followed by a feast that would have impressed Jesus himself.
Though based on the rumors I’d heard, the guy wasn’t too hard to
impress. People these days thought they could use his name for all sorts of
crazy ideas, but he’d been a hippie at heart. I bet he’d like a slice from the
cart off the street and sweet relish on his New York hot dog.
He probably would have adored my mother.
As for my father…
Well, as far as I knew, he was in Hell already. And he could fucking stay
there.
“Done,” a voice suddenly said from behind me.
I turned on my toe to find Joseph Rossi still on the phone, his eyes lifted
to the ceiling and his hair practically standing on end. I wasn’t sure who he
was talking to, but they weren’t giving him good news. He’d nearly
straightened the curls he’d always hated so much.
I glanced around the room, looking for anything to keep me busy while
I waited. There was nothing in here, though, but for the desk and a single
tabletop Christmas tree, decorated with a sparse number of bulbs and lights.
Right. A tree that was both too small and too under-decorated. That
could only mean one thing: his secretary Regina had been tasked with
bringing it in and putting it together. Fat Jimmy Rossi had probably given
her very specific directions about it, too.
Hey, I’d seen Joseph’s actual house. He and Sloane didn’t do anything
small when it came to Christmas. It just wasn’t their style. Joseph had
probably approved the small tree because he thought it made him look
tough, which he definitely wasn’t.
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