Dos’s Point of View
The moment Laz’s message came through—“Boss is here. Daniel too.”—I was already halfway out the door.
I slid into my car, the engine growling to life as fury clawed up my throat. Laz and I both knew this wasn’t a coincidence. What happened to June wasn’t some freak accident.
It was a goddamn setup.
Planned.
Calculated.
Cruel.
And the bastard who planned it? We both have the same name in mind.
But I wasn’t ready to say it aloud yet. Because if I do… it becomes real. And I’m not sure what I’d do once it is.
As I gripped the wheel, June’s face flashed in my mind—her tear-soaked eyes, her trembling voice, the blood on her lip… and the deep, angry red of the rope burns on her wrists. I hit the gas harder. My jaw clenched so tight it hurt.
I’d promised myself I’d pr
