His eyes soften noticeably, but I can tell he’s still trying to talk himself into this.
“I’m prepared, Lucio,” I tell him, trying to project the kind of confidence that I’d seen in Sonya. “Youwanna go over the plan again?”
I take a deep breath and launch into it. “First, I find Henryk. It shouldn’t be hard. All the Polish guyshang around the ring or the gym upstairs anyway.”
“Once I find him, I’ll ‘come clean.’ I’ll tell him he’s right—I do work for the FBI and we’ve beenmonitoring the group’s activity for years and we’re really close to tightening the noose. If he wants toavoid jail time, he’ll answer my questions and tell me everything he knows. Or else he’ll go downwith the rest of them.”
Lucio nods. “And you really think he’ll just come clean?”
“I have a feeling about the guy. He’
