The night air was sharp as Dante and Nina moved quickly through the alley behind the warehouse. Her hand still rested lightly in his, a lifeline amid the chaos, a grounding point she needed more than she realized.
“Where are we going?” she asked quietly.
“To a place they won’t find us easily,” Dante replied, his eyes scanning every shadow, every corner. “Safe, for now. But only for now.”
Nina didn’t press. She trusted him — more than anyone she had ever trusted. But even that trust carried its own weight tonight. Matteo’s betrayal wasn’t just a single act of greed or fear; it was the first crack in Dante’s fortress, and she could feel the walls trembling.
As they approached a nondescript building near the edge of the city, Dante slowed. “Inside. Quickly.”
Once they were within the rei
