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Third Person POVAs far as Enzo was concerned, Beatrice was a tasty little perk in the whole deal. And quite the vixen in bed, he had to admit. And smart too. Surprisingly smart. At first he’d wondered if someone like Beatrice was even capable of making drugs. But the more he got to know her, the more he realized that she had a high level of intelligence.Nothing compared to Sasha of course. That woman was a bloody genius. But Beatrice was smart enough to figure out how to make drugs. With a recipe, of course.“You really can smell the ocean,” Beatrice smiled as they walked along the path to the secret lab in the barn. A shipment of ingredients had arrived, and Enzo was eager to start mixing them up. The sun was shining and there was a soft breeze in the air. He could smell spring on the breeze.Beatrice walked a few feet in front of him, so he had a lovely view of her tight ass in her short skirt. Beatrice had helped herself to some of Sasha’s old clothes, and since Sasha was taller,

Third Person POV“Uncle Adonis, let’s get more blankets!” Carl exclaimed and then giggled.“More?” Adonis asked, his hand perched on his hip. He and Jay surveyed the living room. They’d spent the better part of the afternoon turning the living room into a giant fort. Blankets from every single bed in the house were strewn over assorted chairs and couches.The plan was to hunker down in the fort, once it was finished, and binge watch Disney cartoons. It was their way of keeping the kids occupied and distracted while Willow and Logan were gone.“Yes more,” Mira said, fixing them with serious eyes. “The more blankets, the better.”“All right,” Jay sighed. He was just about to go and scrounge up more blankets, when the door bell rang.Jay and Adonis exchanged a nervous look. It was likely the police again. They’d already come that morning, shortly after Willow and Logan had high-tailed it away to find the unmarked white van. Jay and Adonis hadn’t heard from Willow and Logan, which they too

Willow’s POVRelieved to hear that the children were doing okay, I hung up the satellite phone.“How is everyone?” Luigi asked me, his eyes registering concern.“Good,” I smiled weakly. I knew that the kids were in good hands with Adonis and Jay, and I was grateful for that. But it was still hard being away from them.“How about a walk?” Luigi asked. Logan was napping on the small couch in the living room, if you could call it that. Nodding, I took Luigi’s hand, ready for some fresh air.“Wait,” I said, picking up the phone. “We should turn it off. To save the batteries.”Clicking off the phone, I set it down and then followed Luigi outside. The forest was dense and the scent of pine and dirt hung heavy in the air. It was cool up there in the mountains, and I pulled my sweater snugly around myself.“Here,” Luigi said, removing the cardigan that one of the men had brought him. Underneath it, he was still wearing his jumpsuit. The men that were bringing us supplies had promised to bring

Third Person POVEnzo had Ava pinned up against the wall. She was bleeding, with the blood soaking into her blouse and slacks, but at Beatrice’s angle, she couldn’t tell where the blood was coming from. Enzo had Ava by the hair, her entire fist entangled in her hair. The other hand held the throat at her knife.With the knife clenched in her hand, Beatrice called out loudly. “Stop it.”Her voice cut through the air, startling Enzo. He released Ava’s hair and turned around slowly, his eyes locking onto Beatrice.“I told you to mind your own business,” Enzo said. Blood dripped from the blade of the knife onto the floor. “This doesn’t concern you.”The moment Enzo let go of Ava’s hair, Ava slid to the slide, her back still pressed up against the wall. She was shaking violently, but her eyes fell on the knife that Beatrice was holding.Ava was a wreck, gutted by the fact that her son could inflict so much pain on her. He’d cut her arms and slashed her thigh with the sharp knife, demanding

Third Person POVGiulia paced the busy airport, her one good eye locked on the airport security, just in case. She was sure that Corloni would know by now that she’d snuck off from the gas station, but she highly doubted he’d be able to track her down here, at the airport.She’d bought a ticket to the United States, and then a one-way ticket to Tahiti. She felt good about her decision. Corloni didn’t see her worth, and if he couldn’t see that, then it was on him. She’d start a new life in Tahiti. Hell, maybe she’d even start a legitimate business, with Enzo. New identities could be bought.Glancing at her phone, she heard the first boarding call for her flight reverberate over the speakers. Enzo hadn’t called her back yet, and she found that mildly distressing. He was supposed to call her and tell her where Luigi was. Giulia knew that Ava knew, just as she knew that Enzo would get the information from Ava, one way or another.But the fact that he hadn’t called her yet was causing her t