Seth sat on a bed in a guest room in the Coffin Nails clubhouse and listened to Dom making phone calls and changing his accent, or even the language he spoke, quite a few times. It was so strange to see his body language and facial expression change with each conversation, as if he were truly becoming different people, not merely acting. Seth felt like an idiot after the failure he had made of himself that afternoon. Then again, it was still better than actually having to pull Domenico out of the bikers’ clutches. The talk they had afterward also gave him some peace. He would at least try to trust Dom. He imagined how he would feel if he had to watch Domenico suffer, and even thinking of it gave him a shudder. They’d been through so much together already.

Domenico sounded like he was getting somewhere with the phone calls, despite Seth not catching all of it because of the changing languages. He wrote a note for Dom on a piece of paper, to not bother him, and put it on the shabby desk next to the bed.