ella

the second his eyes registered the Soldier's grip on my

uld even blink, Marco crossed the room. Two sickening cracks echoed through the boutique in rapid succession. The m

rom her heavily painted face. "Marco!

st-the exact one I had bitten-and dragged her stumbling toward me. His eyes b

ow, vibrating rumble that shook my bones. "Sh

fusion and terror, still completely unaware

sheer indignity of the last ten minutes into my palm. I struck Natalia's cheek with a resoun

with absolute disgust.

dress, wrapped his heavy, comforting arm around my trembling sh

ted from the roaring Chicago streets. I sat in the pass

d jaw. "Why, Marco? Why were you

ed the assassins' escape route to a freighter leaving the Chicago port. Capo Gallo controls the docks and the ma

piness, tying himself to a viper just to avenge my ghost. I reached out an

irmly, his grip tightenin

eather in the car grounding me. "Marco... teach me how to shoot. I don

n my voice, before a slow, proud nod tipp

ien

city lights of Chicago bled through the floor-to-ceilin

ically tapping my gold signet ring

leeding on the floor, and drove away with the veiled wom

ped ta

two of Capo Gallo's men and shattered a five-ye

tart a war over a whore. He had endured that engagement for years for

microscopic flash of panic in Antonio's eyes when I told them the tomb was empty. They were hiding something.

Enforcer stiffen. "Find out everything about this woman. Where she cam

(Yes, Don Morett

roses haunting my senses. "And the search for Isabella continues. But remembe