nna

hen at the guards, and f

utes ago," Rossi said. "By a mast

erself in,

em logs are cryptographically sealed-

e the room when sh

heir weight from one foot to the other, th

uard said. "The Don hasn't be

d back

or, her knuckles bone-whit

g down the length of the carpeted hall, its only ac

You found my fiancé's jacket. You put it on. And you walk

tor's arrival, the sound cutting

ive Syndicate enforcers, emerging

his gaze, sharp as a stil

at him. "Has the Don authorized anyo

tiating a weapons trade. He hasn't left my sight

b, a single, calculated tear trac

" Elena cried, looking at Enzo

cion," I said, stepping closer to her. "