"Ow! God damn it!" Leo Lieberman yelled. She was trying to fix the kitchen sink, and using a Youtube tutorial she found, but something went wrong. She had accidentally dropped the wrench, and it landed on her foot. "Mother f-"
"Leo?" Her mother, Sarah called, walking into the kitchen with Pete Castiglione, the she heard that her mom hit with the car. "Hey, you okay?"
"Sorry, the wrench just slipped." Leo replied.
"What's going on?" Pete asked.
"The garbage disposal is acting up." Leo grumbled, before looking up Pete. He was wearing all black, had short hair, and was clean shaven.
"Oh boy." Pete mumbled. "Maybe I can give you a hand."
"Yeah, sure." Sarah agreed, while the man took off his coat. "Have at it."
"Alright, let's see what's going on." Pete said, peering under the sink. "Yeah, looks like a two-man job. Let's take a look, yeah?" Pete attempted to get a better look at the pipes.
"Well, that's really in there, huh? What is that? So if I open this..." Pete pried open a pipe, before asking Leo, "Think you can pull that sucker out of there?"
"Yeah." Leo replied, using the wrench."
"Alright, give it a wallop." Pete told her, as she pulled with the wrench. "Attagirl! Good job." Leo pulled out a marble, and showed it to her mother.
"Three guesses who put it down there." Leo groaned, giving Sarah the object.
"Hey, she's pretty handy." Pete complimented. "I think you got a future engineer on your hands. You got any other interests, Leo?"
"Yeah, I always wanted to learn how to shoot." Leo told him. "I just think it would be nice skill to learn."
"I just don't know who she gets any of this from." Sarah admitted. "I'm useless. David was brilliant, but he never liked getting his hands dirty. And neither of of us have fired a gun before."
"Really?" Pete asked.
"Yeah, whenever something broke, we'd call a guy."
"Well, you don't need to call a guy anymore." Pete said, pointing to Leo. "You got Leo. Good job. And I might be able to help you with shooting. We just need to find a range." Pete offered his hand to the girl, partly to shake, and part to help her thank.
"Thanks, you too, Pete!" Leo replied, shaking his hand.
"Alright, wash your hands, they're filthy." Sarah scolded. "And use soap." Leo went to the upstairs bathroom, and once she finished scrubbing the grime off, walked to her brother Zach's room, finding him playing a video game.
"Hey, Mom said to do your homework." Leo reminded him.
"Get out of my room!" Zach yelled, prompting Leo to leave. Leo entered her own room, opening her laptop. There was something about Pete that looked familiar, and she was sure she could find something on the Internet. After searching a bit, she found that there was no one on record with the name Pete Castiglione. The closest last name to that came to was named "Castle,Frank". Frowning, Leo clicked on the name, and dozens of articles sprang up, all with the same face Pete wore. One read about a bunch of mobsters Castle killed in Hell's Kitchen a year ago. Another read "The Trial of the Century", where Castle was sent to prison for his crimes. Leo shuddered, until she found one more article, detailing the murders of his family at the park, with him being the only witness. Suddenly, Leo began to sympathize with Frank, despite what he had done. Soon after, she began wondering if Pete was actually Frank, and decided on finally asking him the next time she saw him. Smiling, Leo put her computer away, thinking about how Pete, Frank, whoever he was, didn't seem all that bad of a guy.
