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Chapter 11

Nico lifted his gaze and let it pass across his father’s face as if he were counting something other than the seconds he had left to decide what to do with his own. “The what,” he said. It was not a question so much as a request that the room check itself for accuracy. His father’s mouth tighten

Chapter 12

“We do not kill women or children,” Nico said, and he understood even as he said it that he had ceded a point he hadn’t meant to—his father would pounce on the word and pry it apart to make room for his own definitions. “We do not kill civilians. We do not kill symbols to hear the sound it makes.” H

Chapter 13

Nico held his father’s gaze so long the body tried to blink for him. He didn’t let it. Then he inclined his head, a small thing that looked like consent. “Yes, sir.” His father nodded once, pleased to have been understood. He sat, as if sitting were a gavel. “Go.” Nico took the envelope becaus

Chapter 14

The mall’s air tasted like sugar and shoe leather—pretzels, perfume samples, new rubber soles rolling along the polished floors. Sasha let the current of it push past her without taking her along. She’d left the car at the curb and her bodyguard—Vince today, wide as a refrigerator and twice as terri

Chapter 15

Right. Sasha followed the line and found the back of her bodyguard’s head, the tense set of shoulders that meant he’d clocked somebody. Not Nico; Vince’s attention had snagged on a pair of teenagers snickering over a cover with a naked torso. He stood at parade rest, unaware the enemy he’d been taug

Chapter 16

He absorbed that without argument. Then, slowly, as if asking the shelf for permission—his control made her dizzy in ways she refused to examine—he lifted his hand and touched her face. Not a possession. A question. She leaned into it because the part of her that had slept with him without knowing h

Chapter 17

“And the outcome is…?” “You stay alive.” He didn’t add and I keep my father alive long enough to take his chair before he burns the world down out of grief, but she heard it anyway. He was a man who could think in two directions at once. Footsteps approached; a couple wandered by the top of the

Chapter 18

She turned a page and did not see a single word on it. The clock in her head began counting in an entirely new language: two days in seconds; two days in heartbeats; two days in the number of times she would have to look at Mazzo and not bite him and at her father and not bleed; two days in the wa

Chapter 19

The DeLuca house had a way of making time obedient. Clocks here did not tick; they measured. The grandfather clock in the foyer let its pendulum cut the day into exact halves and quarters; the kitchen clock spoke in clipped seconds that matched the rhythm of knives against cutting boards; Lenny’s st

Chapter 20

The men. Mazzo called once and let the phone ring exactly three times before hanging up. He texted Dinner tonight? Father said Lenny told him you had a headache yesterday. She responded Migraines. Tomorrow because tomorrow was a safe fiction and because the thought of eating across from Mazzo’s glos

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