When Luca shut the door of his apartment, he sagged against the door in relief.
The entire trip from Honey's apartment to his, he had feared that Igor would just appear and finish him.
He still could not believe that the big man had let him go.
He stared at the wads of cash in his hand and he considered taking the money and just running.
"Igor is not likely to take that very kindly."
He muttered to himself.
With a sigh he got to his feet and fished through his jacket pocket for his phone when his fingers made contact with paper.
He frowned and pulled out an envelope which had been folded to fit in his pocket.
In the midst of the unexpected event of Honey's death and Igor's plans to disappear, he had forgotten all about the envelope he had come to show Honey.
Now that she was dead, there was no use for it now.
"What a waste."
He had hoped that bringing such huge information would make Honey very grateful and earn his some cool cash.
