aring down at Marco. She was too shocked to r

mile still on his face, "you've now become imp

voice cold. "Against Moretti?" She gave a sharp laugh. "You're all fools. You and whoever se

retti, the bastard, is a man of pride. He wouldn't le

gun off safely and pointing it at Marco. His men-all five of them-all raised their guns and pointed t

ff her question and sai

you get me an appointment with Moret

was on Moretti. But now we're g

who she was dealing with it would make the ground she was cur

trying to gather information whi

ing and just s

ious and he held his gun stra

d on the trigger. "Like

"I don't want to resor

You'll all leave here either with my dead bod

But she wasn't going to follow them out of this house willingly and be a dam

uble than Lena was anticipating. Was th

en," Marco said, n

ding on top of the stairs while they were at the bottom. She co

ere on her. And besides the police were useless, all under someo

s going t

. One man collapsed instantly, a clean hit to the chest. Another staggered back, c

frustration. He motioned to his men, and they scrambled for cove

uickened, but she was focused-she couldn't let her guard down. The sound of their footstep

w advancing toward the stairs, his body lo

ad positioned themselves, blocking her shot. The fight had sh

from me?" Marco called up to her, hi

fast. Her gun was useless with them covering the stairway. Bu

footsteps came from the hall

dened. It was

his men. Without hesitation, they took up positions around the room, immediately engaging Marco's

arco," Rafe's voice rang o

h efficient precision, and the third didn't last much l

and determined, and his eyes were locked

him on, and he dashed up the stairs

ed cover. But Marco was closing in

d shot from Marco. He was almost at the t

se quic

throwing her body into a roll, narrowly avoiding his grasp. He tried again, but this time s

ready to strike, but Lena was already moving-throwing a quick, sharp kick to his side. The sound of bone c

d her face with a brutal swing. Lena blocked it, but the impa

are in the jaw, sending him reeling. Marco gritted his teeth, blood dripping out of his mou

e, Moretti appeared behind him, his voic

sting it behind his back and forcing him into an unrelenti

Rafe said, his voice