ALINA
I stopped outside the door, my pulse steady, my thoughts sharp. I was angry, but I kept my cool.
I couldn't afford to let emotions rule me. Not now.
Beside me, Pietro stood still like a statue, watching the entrance with narrowed eyes.
"Do they have any idea what I'm about to tell them?" I asked, keeping my voice low so the men gathered inside the safe house wouldn't hear me.
I had called a meeting like Luca had advised me. I wanted my men to be prepared and ready in case the Alvarados decided to strike.
Pietro shook his head "I don't think so. Which is why we need to get ahead of it and control it. We want them to support us."
I nodded. That was the plan. That had always been the plan; to control the story before anyone else could twist it against me.
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