Diana Alexander

Diana

I've been taking a deep breath looking at the people sitting inside Giacomo's apartment, a few more minutes and the floor will probably crack under my feet at the naivety of thinking they would do everything as planned. None of the four have said a word since we got here and Jackson has run off with the excuse of finding the man who's been shaking me.

I need to kill and butcher and scream and get all this fury out and maybe that's why they're quiet, fear. The silence of my attitudes, my voice, my fury shuddering at each of the idiots who acted without talking to me.

I walk out onto the fully open porch because my brother has had a temper tantrum and the tempered glass isn't ready yet. I snap my neck trying to organize my thoughts, Gia is about to open her mouth and I turn around raising an eyebrow that closes my mouth at the same time.

I suck in a breath harder than necessary, feeling the pain invading my lungs with the effort, my fingertips numb, I grab the cell phone from the