When Prey Becomes Predator のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 8

The torrential rain slammed against the floor-to-ceiling windows, sounding like countless shards of glass shattering.Leo had been gone for 47 minutes.On the table before me sat a glass of warm water and the blue pill I had to take every night. The blue pill gleamed strangely under the light, like the eye of some deep-sea creature.Leo said it was a neuro-repair medicine to help restore my memory. He told me that my brain had been severely damaged in a car accident, and it would take time and patience for me to heal.He was my best husband and my most considerate doctor.Some time after I took the pill, I sat up from the bed.The villa was terrifyingly quiet. Even the sound of rain seemed sealed off outside. I stepped barefoot onto the floor, feeling a little more awake at the cold touch.Light leaked through the half-closed door as I passed the study.Had Leo come back?Just as I was about to open the door, I heard a hushed voice from inside. "The will has already been chang

As the door to the interrogation room closed, Leonardo braced both hands on the arms of my chair, trapping me in his shadow."The cameras are off," he murmured, his breath warm against my ear. "Now tell me—where did you hide Lorenzo's body?"I looked up to meet Leonardo's gray-blue eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about.""You do," he murmured, brushing over my lower lip. "You didn't sleep last night. The noise in the basement was from you."I smiled, reaching out to catch Leonardo's tie and pulling him closer. "Then, why didn't you expose me?""That's because I was waiting for you to make a move." His lips hovered just shy of mine as he said, "Waiting for the moment you couldn't keep your claws hidden anymore."There was a knock on the door, and an officer stepped in. "We have insufficient evidence. You're both free to go."…On the drive home, Leonardo quietly said, "The game's over, Vittoria. Or should I call you, Donna Costa?"I tilted my head and asked, "What Donna

Leonardo's trial was packed. Every seat was filled, and the press gallery overflowed with reporters.Leonardo was soon led into the courtroom by the bailiff.The prosecutor began presenting evidence, ranging from falsified medical records and purchase logs for illegal drugs to Dr. Grini's autopsy report and a murder plan recovered from the safe in my villa."The defendant carried out a two-year-long illegal confinement and psychological manipulation against Vittoria Costa. His intent was to seize all of her assets and ultimately murder her," he said, voice firm."Your Honor, ladies and gentlemen of the jury," Leonardo said calmly, "I admit to most of the charges. But I request that an accomplice be added—Vittoria Costa. "The car accident two years ago wasn't an accident. It was a trap she designed to purge traitors within her organization. I was merely the scapegoat!"The press gallery erupted.The judge slammed the gavel. "Watch your statements, defendant.""I have proof!" Le

Three cars headed toward Brudleen. Carlo, Spettro, and six of our best men were fully armed.The target warehouse glowed faintly. Two guards stood at the entrance."Thermal imaging shows five people inside," Spettro's voice came through the earpiece. "And a kid in a corner on the second floor."I said, "Carlo, take three people with you and go in from the back. Spettro, wait for my signal to take down the guards.""Copy."I tightened my grip on the Beretta and moved through the shadows along the side. The guards were smoking, completely unguarded.Two soft pops came from Spettro's suppressed sniper gun, and both guards dropped.I kicked the door open and stormed into the warehouse.Inside, the men were packing equipment. They froze momentarily before opening fire.Bullets ricocheted off the steel frames. I rolled behind a shipping container and fired back. One gunman went down. Carlo burst in from the rear entrance and took out the second.A third tried to rush for the stairs