Crimson Kisses
A grainy image popped up, three bodies hanging upside down from a crane, throats slit, a snake symbol scorched into their chests.
The room fell into a low hum of whispered curses and exchanged glances.
“They want a war,” Kira said simply.
“They’ll regret asking,” Valerie added, grinning like a serpent.
“They’re not amateurs,” Aleksander continued. “They’re organized, heavily armed, and they’ve got connections back in Italy. Someone over there is funding this.”
I leaned back against the wall, arms folded. “So what’s the plan? We wait until they take the next shipment too?”
All eyes turned to me. Including his.
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