Azeelia Cole
The glow of the phone screen illuminated the dark ceiling of my bedroom long after the notification vanished.
You really should stop chasing your brother’s killer, Azeelia. Especially when you have no idea who you’re actually hunting.
He had called me by my real name. The thin curtain separating Scarlet from Azeelia hadn't just been pulled back; Gabriel had torn it down completely. Yet, sitting there in the quiet of the night, I realized he hadn't exposed me to his men, nor had he blocked the encrypted account. He was waiting to see what I would do next.
I didn't sleep a wink. Every time I closed my eyes, Gabriel’s voice echoed in the dark: Your brother worked for me.
At 4:00 AM, I threw off my blanket, turned on every light in the apartment, and pulled down the plastic b
