Hearing the man's voice, Isabella felt a surge of hope and was nearly in tears. She cried out, "Mr. Winston, help me! This freak is trying to kill me!"
Arturo chuckled, tapping his golden cane on the ground as he limped toward her.
He was both the puppet master behind the Capitol and one of Yeminville's top three crime bosses. Sure, Isabella was just one of his many flings, but he was intrigued—who had the nerve, or the insanity, to provoke his wrath?
Tyrus, wincing from pain, staggered up. "Sorry, boss, I couldn't protect the lady!"
Arturo paused, noticing Tyrus's injuries and the bloodied men around him. Fury darkened his face, and a deadly intent flashed in his eyes.
Isabella crawled to Arturo, gripping his trousers. "Mr. Winston, have him shot! He's going to kill me! He already ki
