I stepped out of Bricks’s disgusting building and got back into the car, slamming the door shut behind me.
“Salvano Mansion,” I told Kim as I pressed the buttons on my phone, my fingers moving faster than my thoughts.
Without a word, Kim started driving, his face unreadable, his hands steady on the wheel. He didn’t ask me a single question. Not about why we were heading straight for one of the most dangerous families in the city, not about what the f**k was going on. And honestly, I had no answers to give him. I just needed to know what the f**k was happening.
Because I knew one thing for sure—Salvano’s men had dragon tattoos.
My phone started dialing, the beeping tone stretching longer than I had patience for. I needed information, and I needed it now. Every second wasted was another
