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CALISTABy the tenth day, I stopped counting the money in my bag, because counting it only made the fear worse.I was learning the city now, and I was learning it the hard way… Stay where the crowds were thick during the day, because one face could hide inside a hundred others, and stay off the streets once it got dark, because a woman walking alone and fast was easily the kind of thing people noticed. I only ate when my body forced me to...breadCHAPTER SIXTY-NINERHEYESThe Marchetti problem had been sitting on my desk for months, a slow and patient encroachment on the warehouse district along the eastern shipping routes, considered too small that my father's men had kept treating it as a nuisance rather than a threat. Three warehouses had been redirected under cover organizations, and a dockmaster had been quietly bribed into looking the other way. It didn't really look like anything dramatic that demanded an immediate response, and that was exactly why it had been allowed to grow for as long as it had.I called Marco and Antonio into my study the morning after Lui's sitting room went silent, laid the Marchetti files out across my desk, and told them that we were ending it that night."That's fast," Antonio said, studying the files with a frown. "We usually give these things a few weeks of thought and build the pressure slowly to let the other family understand what's coming before it arrives.""I'm done building pressure s
CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHTCALISTAThey moved me into the advanced rotation three days after Mikhail watched me disarm Anatoly, with no ceremony and no explanation beyond a single paper of instruction that was slipped under my door telling me to report to the lab wing by sunrise.The lab wing was set apart from the rest of the compound, a low, windowless building that reeked of chemicals even from the outside, with the air around it bad enough to sting the back of anybody's throat. A guard confirmed my invitation and let me in without a word, pointing down a narrow hallway toward a door that was only marked with a number.The man behind it didn't look up when I entered."You're late," he said, keeping his attention fully focused on a row of small glass vials lined up in front of him on a steel table."I was told sunrise," I replied carefully. "It's barely past it.""Barely isn't exact," he replied coldly, still not looking at me. "In my work, exactness is the only thing that keeps you alive.
CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVENRHEYESLui was in her sitting room when I got back, going through fabric samples for some wedding details that I had stopped bothering to track months ago. Her obsession with the wedding was irritating me as much as her presence in my life, and I knew it was only a matter of time before I finally snapped on that too…family ties and all be damned."You left early," she said slowly. "Marco said you took the small car and had no escort with you. He was worried.""Marco worries about everything," I said dismissively, with no interest whatsoever in her opinion."He should," Lui replied, putting down the fabric sample and looking at my face the way she always did when she wanted to know exactly how much ground she still held. "You look like you've been up all night, darling.""I have actually," I said."Trouble," she said, and it was more of a statement than a question, with a hint of amusement in the way she said it, like my troubles were a constant reliable source of e
CHAPTER SIXTY-SIXRHEYESI couldn't bring myself to sleep that night because every time I closed my eyes, I kept hearing Matteo's voice over and over again, casually telling me that there was a price on Calista's head that certain parties would pay very generously.Alive or otherwise he had said like it didn't matter, which was burning me up from inside as I lay in the dark beside Lui, who had drifted off hours ago without a single question about why I had suddenly gone quiet during the car ride home. By the time the first light of morning started showing through the curtains, I had already decided what I was going to do about it.I left before Lui woke up, before even the household staff had finished their morning rounds, taking one of the smaller cars from the garage instead of the armored cars that Marco usually insisted on for anything involving another family's territory. There was no escort or warning sent ahead, and it was because I wanted Matteo caught as unprepared as I had
CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVECALISTAI couldn't breathe as Yelena’s eyes remained fixed on me with the kind of patient attention I knew very well to be dangerous in this place. She didn't really look shocked or look like someone who had just stumbled onto a secret by accident… She looked like someone who had actually been waiting quietly, for exactly this kind of opening."You already know what you said," Yelena said when I opened my mouth to speak and words didn't come out. "There's no point in pretending otherwise."My mind raced through every possible way out of this…from lying, threatening her, or even begging her, but none of them felt like they would actually work against someone who was clearly already three steps ahead of whatever I tried next."It's nobody," I said finally, forcing a calmness I didn't really feel into my voice. "It's just a name from a dream. It doesn't mean anything.""A dream?" Yelena asked with amusement in her voice now. "You said it like you were praying, Calista.
CHAPTER SIXTY-FOURCALISTAMikhail dismissed the four recruits in the supply corridor with a single sentence, something short and flat that I didn't really hear over the sound of my own pulse hammering in my ears. They scattered without argument, disappearing back into the dim corridor like they had never been there at all. He didn't ask me if I was hurt, and neither did he ask what had happened. He simply looked at me for a while, then turned and walked away, leaving me standing alone among the crates with my hand still resting on the hilt of my knife.I understood, even then, that he hadn't saved me out of concern… He had been testing something, just like the way he tested everything, watching to see how long I would hold my ground before either breaking or finding a way through it myself. And three days later, he started overseeing parts of my training personally.It wasn't an honor like the others thought it was, and I understood that within the first hour as I stood across from h







