Chapter 5

Luca forgot how to breathe.

I knew the exact silence. I had heard it once before, when a doctor told us I would never carry a child after the warehouse fire.

"Evelyn?"

My name broke in his mouth.

Behind his voice, phones were ringing and men were shouting over one another. The photograph I had sent had already reached every Moretti captain: my gray uniform, the blood on my sleeve, Adrian's man at my feet.

Seven years ago, Luca's signature had made my protection disappear. Tonight my name was moving through his family without his permission.

Outside, one of Adrian's…