The air in the room crackled with tension, and Sophia felt her heart race as Salvatore’s cold gaze locked onto hers. The sound of distant gunfire faded, replaced by the pounding of her own pulse in her ears. Everything around her seemed to blur except for the man standing before her, the one responsible for everything her father’s death, the danger that had chased them from one hideout to the next, the lives they had already lost.
She had come for him. She had come to end this nightmare once and for all.
“Step aside, Salvatore,” Micah growled, positioning himself between Sophia and the man who had caused so much destruction. His shotgun was leveled and ready, but there was no mistaking the tension in his shoulders, the uncertainty in his eyes. They had all known it wouldn’t be easy, but
