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you’ve had to reprimand.”
    â€œAbsolutely not. I can swear to it.”
    â€œSomeone you or one of your family, or one of your employees, argued with? A customer?”
    Gib rubbed his hands over his face, then pushed up to walk to the window. “No one. No one I can think of. We’re a family place. We get some complaints now and then, you can’t run a restaurant without them. But nothing that would send off something like this.”
    â€œCould be one of your employees had an altercation, even outside the job. I’ll want a list of their names. They’ll need to be interviewed.”
    â€œDad.”
    â€œNot now, Reena. We’ve tried to be good neighbors, and to run the place the way Bianca’s parents did. Modernized the system, some, but it’s the same heart, you know?” There was grief in his voice, but smoking through it was anger.
    â€œIt’s a solid place. You work at it hard enough, you make a good living. I don’t know anybody who’d do this to us, or to it.”
    â€œWe’ve had calls from neighbors all morning,” Bianca put in as the phone rang again. “I have our oldest girl answering the phone for us. People telling us how sorry they are, offering to help. To clean up, to bring food, to help rebuild. I grew up here. I grew up in Sirico’s. People love Gib. Especially Gib. You’d have to hate to do this, wouldn’t you? No one hates us.”
    â€œJoey Pastorelli hates me.”
    â€œCatarina.” Bianca passed a weary hand over her face. “Joey doesn’t hate you. He’s just a bully.”
    â€œWhy do you say he hates you?” John wanted to know.
    â€œHe knocked me down and hit me, and tore my shirt. He called me a name, but nobody will tell me what it means. Xander and his friends saw, and they came to help, and Joey ran away.”
    â€œHe’s a rough kid,” Gib put in. “And it was . . .” He looked into John’s eyes, and something passed between them Reena didn’t understand. “It was upsetting. He should have counseling at the least. But he’s twelve. I don’t think a twelve-year-old broke in and did what you said was done.”
    â€œIt’s worth looking into. Reena, you said you thought you heard the Pastorellis’ dog when you were sitting outside.”
    â€œI think it was him. He’s kind of scary, and has a hard bark. Like a cough that hurts your throat.”
    â€œGib, I’m thinking if some kid roughed up my daughter, I’d have a few words with him, and his parents.”
    â€œI did. I was at work when Reena and Xander and some of the kids came in. Reena was crying. She hardly ever cries, so I knew she was hurt. Her shirt was ripped. When she told me what happened . . . I was pretty steamed. I . . .”
    Slowly, he looked over at his wife, a hint of horror in his eyes. “Oh my God, Bianca.”
    â€œWhat did you do, Gib?” John brought his attention back.
    â€œI went straight over to the Pastorellis’. Pete was hanging out, and he went over with me. Joe Pastorelli answered the door. He’s been out of work for most of the summer. I lit in.”
    He squeezed his eyes shut. “I was so pissed off. So upset. She’s just a little girl, and her shirt was torn, her leg was bleeding. I said I was tired of his kid bullying mine, and it was going to stop. That this time Joey had gone too far, and I was thinking of calling the cops. If he couldn’t teach his kid any better, the cops would. We yelled at each other.”
    â€œHe said you were a fucking do-gooder asshole who should mind his own goddamn business.”
    â€œCatarina!” Bianca’s tone was razor sharp. “Don’t you ever use that kind of language in this house.”
    â€œI’m just saying what he said. For the report. He said Dad was raising a bunch of snotty, whining brats who couldn’t