ACEGiovanni sent us Moscov, and right now Alexia, Zayn, Harry, Alex, and I were on our way to see him. My men reported that he’d been delivered by a group from the Russian mafia—tied to a chair in the basement, untouched. My orders. Though that didn’t mean he was in good shape. Giovanni had already done his part before shipping him over.“Leave,” I ordered, and the guards slipped out, shutting the heavy door behind them. Only the people I trusted remained: Zayn, my brother. Harry. Alex. And of course, Alexia—sitting on the weapon table like she belonged there, legs crossed, eyes gleaming with curiosity.“I’ll do the interrogating. You watch,” I told her.She nodded, calm, like this was nothing more than a late-night movie. Last time she had fun. Now it was my turn.“So, Moscov,” I said, stepping toward him as his bloody face lifted weakly, “you seem like a reasonable man to me. Why betray Giovanni?”“That fucker was going soft because of Angelina,” he growled. “I heard you had a weap
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