Chapter 65

• Before I could fully process what he had just said, Russo’s oily voice cut thorougg the silence. “So now that you know who we are…” His smile turned predatory as his hawk-like gaze bored into me. “What exactly do you plan to do about it?”
• I felt the weight of every set of eyes in the room on me, looking at me mockingly. Like wolves waiting for their prey to make a slip, before devouring them
• Lifting my chin a fraction, I met Russo’s stare head-on, refusing to let fear show on my features. I could feel the scorching intensity of Giovanni’s eyes, awaiting my reaction.