Giovanni's POV
"Roger, could you work on your fist speed in the corner for a moment? I need to talk to Molly quickly," I said. Roger moved to the corner without saying a word.
Molly looked at me eagerly. "What's the matter?"
Reluctantly, I began, "You remember that guy Smile you mentioned?"
Her face lit up with a dreamy smile, and for some reason, it bothered me. The fact that her smile was for Hank and not me gnawed at me.
"Yes, what about him?" she asked. I sighed. "I think I know him, and he's on his way here."
Her expression was priceless. I wished she had been this happy to see me again. Soon enough, Hank arrived, holding a large bouquet.
Molly's face lit up at the sight of the flowers, unaware that Hank was the man I had mentioned. "They're beautiful," she rema
