AVA
My heart melted the moment I saw Daniel walk through the door. He looked exhausted, his shoulders tense, eyes dark with everything he had just handled.
“Daniel…” My voice came out small and fragile. “Is it done?”
I crossed the room quickly and he pulled me into his arms again, holding me like he was afraid I might shatter.
“It’s handled,” he said softly. “No one will ever know he was there.”
I buried my face in his chest, breathing in his familiar scent. “Who would do this? Sienna? Julian?”
“I found cameras. Watched everything. It was a professional. Shot him in his sleep, dragged him to the living room as a message. Face covered the whole time. We’re dealing with serious people here.” Daniel said stroking my back.
“He was shot in his sleep?” I asked and he nodded in agreement.
