Dangerous Love
Everything in me went cold, my fists clenched, ready for war at the sound of their names.
“There’s a clip,” Diego didn't hesitate, his eyes followed my my every move.
I lifted my head slowly, my chest tightening. “From who?”
“Our men from Sicily.”
That got my full attention. My heart raced, because I understood what it meant.
I straightened, tension snapping through my spine as Diego crossed the room and placed the iPad on the desk. My fingers curled around it before he even let go.
“Play it,” I muttered..
The video started. It was dark, with rainin streaking across the lens.
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