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I recognized that voice. Just took me a second.

Leonardo.

Fucking Leonardo.

I moved into the hallway and fired, ready to kill him first so he wouldn’t have the pleasure of watching me die. I sprayed bullets everywhere, taking down the men in the front. I spun around and fired in the opposite direction, but I wasn’t quick enough. A knife dug deep into my side, so much more painful than a superficial bullet wound. I was knocked off-balance—and then I fell.

“He’s down.”

I reached for the gun to shoot the first one in the face, but it was knocked away.

It was Lucas.

The man I hated second most.

He sneered, and he twisted the knife with mirth. “Doesn’t feel good, does it?”

The butt of a gun hit me in the back of the head—and I was out.

I didn’t know how long I was out for, but it couldn’t have been more than a few minutes because I was on the ground floor of my apartment, in the center of the grand entryway where one of the tables had been.

My shirt was gone, and I was bleeding everywhere.

I pushed myself up on my elbows and ignored the screams I wanted to share.

“Good morning, sunshine.” Leonardo stood there, dressed in all black, a false smile plastered on his face. “Glad you could join us.”

He would draw this out as long as I was alive. That’s what I would have done.

The room was full of a dozen of his men, all holding guns. I was on my own, bleeding out, weaponless. My eyes turned to the man in the corner who didn’t belong there.

Bleu.

If I’d had a gun in my hand, he’d be the first to go.

He avoided eye contact.

Coward.

Victor was there too, standing behind Leonardo. His voice was devoid of emotion, unlike the rest of the guys.

“Get on with it.” There was no way out except with a bullet in my head, so the sooner I made that happen, the sooner this shit would be over.

“Get on with it?” Leonardo stepped forward, breaking out from his line of men. “You ostracized me from my own dealers and squeezed me out of my own business. No, I’m in absolutely no rush, Bartholomew.”

“I hate to rain on your parade, but I’ll probably bleed out before you can really enjoy yourself. Lucas blew his load too quick. I bet that happens with Catherine too.”

Lucas launched forward and pulled the knife out of the sheath.

Victor grabbed him and yanked him back.

“You fucked me, Bartholomew,” Leonardo said. “Now I’ve fucked you. No one is coming to your rescue. They’re no longer loyal to you.”

“Because I savedyourdaughter.”

“You shouldn’t have gotten involved with her in the first place. That was low.”

“I was involved with her because I loved her. And I still do.”

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