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said, my voice devoid of any emotion. "Call your

eaving him; I was erasing the marriage entirely, proving to the Chicago outfi

rm as she played the weeping victim. "Julian, she's crazy! She planned this from t

ng but a back-alley whore, and Julian..." I shifted my cold gaze to my so-called husban

ertigo hit me. The edges of my vision blurred. The sedative was fin

toward

anywhere, you bitc

ining took over. I didn't even bother to turn around. I dropped my weight, caught his wris

essure. Julian let out a muffled groan

gritted out, shock finally

m stumbling forward. "Someone

ealed service entrance I had mapped out during the rehearsal dinner. I slipped into the

ing a wave of nausea. Through the narrow gap,

or. "If you send your Soldiers after her, it makes you look weak. She's still leg

ther would sell me out to a slaughterhouse if it meant saving his own skin. I didn't

e city's underbelly in a torn wedd

ny Rossi or Moretti ledger. I pried open the rusted side door and slipped inside. The h

suppressed breath

the sedative's fog. I reached beneath the ruined tulle of

nded, my voice a leth

t. Then, a raspy, steady male vo

o avoid trouble. But it s

golden flame flared to life, illuminating the shadows and casting

unger brother, and the Unde

a dark, wet stain of blood spreading rapidly across his abdomen. Despite the lethal gunshot wound, his da