All Chapters of Claimed by my next door neighbour: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Renato POV:He didn't thank me. He glared like I'd read his mail. Good. Let him be angry at me. Angry could run. Frozen couldn't.I pulled him into a side passage while the boots overhead faded and came back. When I asked for a route, he had one ready, a service line to the cargo hold off a blueprint he'd seen hours ago. He didn't hesitate. He led, and I followed, and I let myself watch him do it.Every turn, he counted under his breath. Every corner, he checked before I did. This wasn't the man who burned toast in my kitchen. This was someone I'd have hired in a heartbeat, and the thought made my stomach twist for reasons I didn't want to look at.*Someone put a price on this man. Someone is actively trying to make him break *I put that thought away. It would keep.He slowed on the stairs. I saw it, the small drag in his step, the way he hid his bad arm against his ribs. I said something about swaying, and he snapped back like I'd insulted him. I let it go and matched his pace witho

Felix POV:The hiss under the grating thickened into a steady whisper, like the ship was exhaling through the floor.‘No face, no hands, no name.’ The riddle ran through my head like a whisper, without asking for my permission ‘Slips beneath the door. The harder you run, the more you take in.’Gas. Of course it was gas.My lungs felt like paper. Somewhere below, a door slammed, and the sound went through me like a hand on my spine."The roof, Felix." Renato's hands were still open at his sides. His voice stayed low and even. "Please.""No." "The air on this deck is already wrong. You have eight minutes before you can't stand”"Then I'll spend them here." The barrel stayed on his chest. My arm shook, and I hated that he could see it. "Why did that man know you?""I'll tell you on the roof.""Now.""He was one of theirs." His eyes flicked to the body against the glass, then came back to me. "He was part of what's happening on this ship. That's all I can give you, now can we please leav

Renato's POV: The medic did not ask h

Felix POV:Venice smelled like wet stone and diesel. I'd spent years trying to forget that smell, and it found me anyway.The fishing boat cut through the lagoon in the dark before dawn, no running lights, engine barely louder than breathing. The boatman hadn't asked my name. Adam had paid him, and that was all either of us needed.I sat on an upturned crate in the stern with my jacket zipped to my chin, my bad arm tucked against my ribs. The painkillers had worn off somewhere past Chioggia. Every swell sent a thin wire of heat from my wrist to my shoulder, and I let it. Pain was something to hold on to.Jack had wanted to come with me. Adam said one more face meant one more risk. Jack had hugged me twice, hit my good shoulder once, and told me to answer my phone like a normal person. Then he'd stood on the yacht's deck and watched the boat pull away until I couldn't see him anymore.I thought about that more than I wanted to.The city rose out of the mist slowly, domes and bell tower

 Felix POV: The key was under the third flowerpot, just like Leo said. It was wrapped in a square of plastic, like something a child had hidden.