It was violent, desperate, and alive.
Valentina kissed him back just as fiercely.
When they broke apart, Matteo warned her never to risk her life for him again.
She smiled.
“Don’t tell me what to do, Lombardi.”
Miles away, Caleb saved Lily a second time.
A fake nurse approached her hospital room with a medication cart. Caleb noticed the wrong details: scrubs too tight over a ballistic vest, combat boots instead of hospital shoes.
The man reached for a suppressed pistol.
Caleb opened the door and swung the heavy flashlight into his kneecap.
The assassin buckled.
Lombardi guards rushed in.
Lily slept through it.
Caleb stood shaking in the doorway, still gripping the flashlight.
The boy from the dump had become her protector.
In the bunker beneath the meatpacking plant, Matteo finally found Dante.
The Caruso boss was bleeding behind a massive oak desk, revolver shaking in his hand.
“You burned my city over what?” Dante coughed. “A little girl?”
“She is my world,” Matteo said. “And you threw her away like garbage.”
Dante tried to bargain.
Then he revealed something that stopped Matteo cold.
He claimed he knew who killed Evelyn.
Matteo said he had killed the men who planted that bomb three years ago.
Dante laughed.
“You killed the trigger men.”
The order, he said, came from New York.
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