Dante's men moved like shadows, clearing the path ahead as we descended into the underground garage. I was still wearing the emerald dress, hardly appropriate for a midnight break-in, but there was no time to change. Dante had transformed in the minutes since reading my father's letters. The cold control was still there, but beneath it, something dangerous was burning."Stay close to me," he said, his hand finding the small of my back. "If anything happens, you run. You don't look back. You don't try to be a hero.""I'm not the hero type.""You pushed me out of the way of a bullet.""That was instinct. I regret it already."His lips twitched, but the humor didn't reach his eyes. We climbed into a black SUV, and the convoy pulled out of the estate, speeding through the rain-soaked night toward the city. I gave Dante the address of my old apartment, a tiny place in a mediocre neighborhood that I had shared with a roommate before Angelo swept into my life and insisted I move somewhere mo
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