Adrian stood at the window of the Verona safe house, his eyes fixed on the shadows shifting across the courtyard. Rain whispered against the glass like secrets waiting to be spilled. Silence had become his closest companion since the attack in Palermo.....an ambush that nearly cost Valentina her life and left half his men buried under rubble and gunfire.
He clenched his fists, the scars on his knuckles stiffening.
Behind him, Zora entered the room, her presence quiet but heavy.
"You haven't slept," she said.
Adrian didn’t look back. "Neither have you."
Zora walked to the edge of the window, glancing at him. "The council is splintering. Word of Salvatore’s betrayal has spread. There’s a price on your head, Adrian."
"Let them come," he murmured. "I have nothing left to lose."
Zora arc
