Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210: I See You Hanging Around

"Marco!" he called out. A few heads turned. Marco slowed. Then he stopped.

"Detective Voss," Marco said. "How can I help you?" Voss closed the remaining distance between them.

"I see you hanging around," he said. "I get curious."

"Why?" Marco asked lightly. "You looking to accuse Luca of this too?" Straight to the point.

Voss allowed himself a faint smile. "Your boss may not have done this," he said, "but it doesn’t make him a saint."

Marco’s eyes hardened slightly at that, but he didn’t interrupt.

"Do you have any information you can give me?" Voss continued, watching for the smallest reaction.

"You want me to do your job for you," he said.

"Consider it your civic duty."

"You already know how this works, Detective," he said. "If I had something worth saying, I wouldn’t be saying it to you."

"Funny thing is," Voss said slowly, "you don’t strike me as someone who just stands around for no reason."

"I take an interest," Marco said finally.

"In what?" Voss asked.

Marco’s gaze flicked past him, toward the alley where Rosa’s body still lay. "Well, I know Rosa," Marco said. Good woman." His gaze drifted briefly toward the alley. "Miss Scalese will be gutted."

"First Inferi disappears," Voss said, folding his arms slowly. "Now Rosa is murdered. All connected to Miss Scalese."

Marco’s eyes flicked back to him, sharper now. "Now she’s your suspect?" he asked, a faint edge creeping into his tone. "Let me clear your doubts then," Marco continued, before Voss could respond. "Miss Scalese is not in town. She went on a trip."

Voss raised a brow slightly. "And where exactly did she go?" he asked.

"Out of town," Marco repeated, offering nothing more.

"I’d like to talk to her when she gets back," Voss said.

Marco gave a small shrug. "Suit yourself. Am I done with my civic duty?" he added, a faint trace of sarcasm slipping back into his voice.

"You may go..."

"Thank you," Marco said, already turning away. He had taken no more than a few steps when—

"Marco?" The call stopped him again. This time, the irritation was obvious. He exhaled sharply, shoulders tightening before he turned back.

"What?" he asked, not bothering to hide the edge in his voice now.

Voss didn’t move from where he stood. "You say she’s a good woman," he said. "If you know anything," Voss continued, holding his gaze, "help me find who did this."

"You’re asking the wrong man," Marco said finally.

"Maybe," Voss replied. "But sometimes the wrong man knows exactly where to look."

Marco stepped closer to Voss. "If I do find who did this," Marco said quietly, "you don’t have to worry, Detective Voss... I will do my civic duty."

Voss held his gaze, catching it instantly. A faint crease formed between his brows as he studied Marco more carefully now.

"Why do I feel like we’re talking about two different types of civic duty?" he asked.

Marco’s lips curved into a small, knowing smirk. He didn’t answer. He didn’t need to. The silence said enough. He straightened, slipping his hands casually into his pockets.

Then he turned and walked away. Voss watched him go, exhaling sharply.

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