Garcia paced back and forth in her office, consumed by a seething fury that burned within her. She had sent someone to eliminate Scarlett, only to discover that her operative had been caught and brutally dispatched by Damien himself. And what was the worst way to find this out than on the dining table?
The sight of Damien serving his mother pieces of a dead person at that cursed dining table had sent a shiver down Garcia's spine. The image of chopped fingers and a whole head was still fresh in her mind, and try as she might to dispel it, she couldn't. Damien had made it abundantly clear from that one act that he was not to be joked with.
A wave of questions and ideas flooded Garcia's mind. How could she remove Scarlett from the equation now? Scarlett had an unbelievably strong hold on Da
