Brea Alepoú

“You’re crazy.”
“You have no idea.”

Who knew a man like Enzo Vitale would be jealous of a little old cat?

“You know what they say. If you love something, let it free or some shit like that.”
I shook my head. “That is ridiculous. It should be, if you love something, lock it away so that it never escapes.”
Giancarlo laughed. “Man, I’m starting to feel bad for a cop.”