ConsternationNEW INMATE ANTHONY “Tank” Tanketti strolled along the fence line of the prison yard, dirty snow crunching under his boots. He tugged his scratchy woolen hat over his ears.After spending two months stuck indoors at the county jail while he waited for a transfer, Tank was grateful the Gurnee guards believed in putting the prison cattle out to pasture. He sighed. If only the cattle’s unfettered access to each other out in the open didn’t place him at risk for slaughter.But maybe his connection to the Barberis would keep him safe. He caught a glimpse of two of Enzo’s men across the yard, but saw no sign of the don. If Enzo was still in solitary, he’d be one enraged son of a bitch when he got out. He could only hope Enzo never found out about his role in Logan’s murder. Grant said he’d kept his mouth shut, but something about the boy scout seemed less than trustworthy.He recognized Jules “Jewels” Monroe, one of Enzo’s men. He’d met Jewels five years ago at a poker game at Angelo’s club.
