CHAPTER 11
Celia was already dressed in a black tailored suit. He stood in front of the mirror for a moment, staring at his reflection. It fit him perfectly… too perfectly.
He sighed, turned and walked out to the hallway. Just as he stepped out, he saw them. Men armed with guns, standing in formation.
And Alessandro…
Walking behind them slowly, like the world, meant nothing to him. Celia's eyes lingered on him for a second longer than they should have. "One day… that'll be you standing beside him."
Cas' voice cut in from beside him.
Celia turned to look at him, words rising to his lips but he swallowed them back down.
"Let's go. The Boss won't like it if we're late," Cas added, already moving ahead.
Celia hesitated for a fraction of a second, then followed him out of the house.
The moment Celia stepped outside, the air felt different.
Cooler. Sharper.
Like the world beyond those walls had no idea what kind of monsters lived behind them.
