"I prayed you would survive it," Rosa said, taping a small bandage over Nico's cut. "I watched you both suffocating under the weight of that lie, and I prayed that somehow, you would find a way out of the dark. I just didn't expect you to shoot Vincenzo Falco on the Council floor to do it."
"He was reaching for a weapon," Nico stated flatly, his tactical mind never fully switching off. "He was going to fire on Mara."
"Then I am glad you shot him," Rosa said without a shred of hesitation. The matriarch of the family had spoken.
The heavy, iron-studded door leading to the chalet's tactical wing opened, and Luca stepped into the main room. The enforcer had shed his outer jacket, but his Kevlar vest remained strapped tightly to his chest, and his encrypted tablet was glued to his hand.
