LOGINAdriano slowly lifted his boot, letting the blood drip off the leather onto the concrete as his stare swept across the rest. "Now," he whispered, a terrifying smile finally touching the corners of his lips, "Who else feels like telling me a story?" Morgan started sobbing violently. I shook my h
No, no! "I wasn't even there when they hurt the girl!" Cole yelled, "They brought her to me already bleeding! Brianna was the one who hit her in the head! She used a heavy wooden club from the garage! They carried her in here like a sack of rocks, and I was the one who washed the blood off her fac
Cole’s chest heaved, his eyes turned frantic, like a rat looking for a hole in the wall. "I know how Chicago works. You don't survive in this city by picking a fight with the Capones," he slowly shook his head, "I'm not suicidal." My stomach twisted. No. He was lying. I made a desperate sound
"Move!" Capone guards surged forward with frightening speed. Cole's men reached for their weapons but they never got the chance. One guard twisted a man's arm behind his back before he had even cleared his waistband. Another kicked a pistol across the concrete floor. Boots thundered in every dire
I looked at Cole again. He wasn't even watching us. He was checking his phone. Rage exploded inside me, "MMPH!" I lunged forward as far as the ropes allowed. "If she keeps doing that," he said calmly, "she'll reopen the wound." I wanted to claw his face apart. I wanted to scream. Instead, anoth
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ Pain. That was the first thing I felt. It was a deep, heavy ache that pulsed through the back of my head. It throbbed with every heartbeat, every breath, every tiny movement. A quiet whimper escaped me before I even opened my eyes. The world slowly came into focus. The ceiling a
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ The second Vincenzo moved toward the panel, something inside me snapped tight. It was not anger. It wasn't even a thought. It was just instinct. Pure, sharp fucking instinct. One second he was walking toward the black glass with that cold look in his eyes, blood still drying ac
“Leone Caruso. Philadelphia Syndicate. Current underboss. Financial movement patterns. Known business fronts. Psychological indicators…” Gianna’s eyes flicked back up to mine. I walked farther into the room and grabbed the bottle of water off the desk. Mostly because it gave me something to do wit
She started walking toward the path without looking at me, and I followed her immediately, “Can we not do this right now?” She kept walking faster through the trees while I stayed right behind her. “Seriously,” I said, “What the fuck did I do this time?” “Nothing.” The closer we got to the light
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ The trees still creaked softly above us while the cold wind moved through the branches. Somewhere far away, water dripped steadily into the creek behind the eastern ridge. The sensors hidden through the property blinked faintly on my watch screen every few seconds. But compared to







