Chapter Calderone: Prologue
Five Years Ago…
Calderone and Leon Vincinti had come as fast as they could to this small town of Troy, New York. It had been a day that they both thought would never come.
Calderone could hardly breathe as he’d waited for many years for this event.
A young blonde woman stepped into the room then stopped and stared at Leon and Calderone.
Leon stepped forward and gazed into her eyes, eyes that were the same color as his. “Do you know us?”
The blonde woman looked a little lost. “I don’t know. You seem familiar to me but not from anything recent, more of a memory.”
“Kalleiegh, baby, it is really you!” Calderone whispered. Tears rolled down his cheeks.
She stared at him then took a step forward. “Do I know you?”
“Oh baby girl, I hope so. Peaches, baby, please say you remember me.”
Peaches paled and sweat beaded on her forehead. She raised her fingers to her temples as if to rub away a sudden pain. She stared at Calderone for a moment longer before her eyes went wide. “Daddy…?” she called out.
Calderone opened his arms and Peaches ran toward him.
He pulled her into an embrace and held her to him. “Oh baby, I thought you were lost to me forever. I have missed you so much.”
Peaches rubbed her nose into his chest and tightened her arms around him. “Is this for real?” she whispered as she stared at him. “Are you really here?”
“I’m here baby girl,” Calderone assured her.
“Do you remember me as well?” Leon begged gruffly.
Peaches turned her head and stared at him for a moment, then grinned. “Oh Poppy, how could I forget you?” She left the comfort of her father’s arms and snuggled into Leon’s embrace. He hugged her close.
Calderone’s arms wrapped around both of them, this was the day when he got his heart back.
It was also the day he killed a man with his own hands.