“Hendrik thinks that Jae’s bugged us and is selling information to other cartels,” Aria’s father tells them one night as they all gather around the table in the meeting room, “They’re planning a take down,” he continues and then glances at Aria, “On the day of your wedding.”
“What does that mean?” she asks, voice trembling. She’s afraid of the answer.
Her father doesn’t speak, simply looks at her with a torn expression. It’s Cedric who tells her, clutching onto her hand and rubbing a soothing thumb over it, “We think it might be a revenge tactic,” he sighs, “To ruin the wedding.”
Emotion stirs in her chest, closing her throat and tears collecting at the corner of her eyes. She still feels like staging a whole wedding is a horrible idea, and this only proves her gut feeling right.
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