DAVE
“It took you long enough to make this choice,” Damien teased, as he snapped his leather glove into place. “Honestly, I thought you’d whisk her away the second you realized she was being forced into this marriage.”
I rolled my eyes, ignoring his taunt as I checked my gun’s magazine one last time, counting the bullets with care. I couldn’t afford any mistakes tonight. “For someone who swore they were done with this life, you seem pretty excited to jump back in.”
A low chuckle escaped Damien’s lips. “Old habits die hard, Dave.” He reached for his glass of scotch, the amber liquid swirling before he took a long sip. “I’ve been in this game for as long as I can remember. It’s in my blood.”
I shot him a knowing look. “Clara’s going to kill you when she finds out you left her at home, pr
