Andrea’s POV"But you did go back," I said, seeing it in his eyes. "You couldn't just leave him.""I got Dahlia to one of my men, told him to get her to a vehicle and get her far away from the building."His voice dropped to barely a whisper."I was maybe twenty feet from the mansion entrance, getting ready to go back in, when it exploded."The words hung in the air between us, heavy and terrible."The blast knocked me flat on my back. Threw me at least ten feet. I hit the ground so hard I couldn't breathe for a minute, couldn't hear anything except this high-pitched ringing. When I could finally move, when I could see again through the smoke and debris..."He stopped, his free hand coming up to cover his face."The mansion was just collapsing. Fire everywhere, smoke so thick you couldn't see three feet in front of you. And I knew—I knew Luca had been inside when it went off.""Oh god," I breathed, fresh tears streaming down my face."I got up. Stumbled back toward what was left of th
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