Chapter Ten
It was a concentrated effort for Julien to sound calm, the rage inside him threatening to break free.
As he'd come staggering down the alley, cheap red wine splashed across one of his best shirts, all Julien could think about was how his world had changed so much in a few months and would soon change again.
Because once he had Kat in his arms again, he was never, ever going to let her go. And if that meant leaving New Orleans, so be it.
The original plan had been simpler, less dangerous. Julien would pretend to be drunk and make his way through the alley; do a simple reconnaissance of the van. Cole would circle around from behind and they'd be able to assess the situation and back away, call the cops if it was something they couldn't handle.
It had all gone wrong from the
