They stood at the door, both hesitant to enter.
"Hey," the man said, "you can come in. No trick."
Goren felt the hairs rise on the back of his neck. A glance at Eames told him she was on full alert, too.
"Lorenzo!" Goren shouted into the apartment over the man's head. "Your brother turned himself in! He told us you didn't know about the break-in. He wants to clear you!"
There was a long, nerve-wracking pause as they waited for some response. Finally a door on the far side of the apartment opened. "Don't hurt my son!" Lorenzo appeared, holding a nine-millimeter by the barrel. A toddler peeked out of the doorway behind him.
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