The Despe

her's frantic voice piercing the air. "Win

light of the alley. The detective was struggling to fre

urged, pulling her to her fe

Victor's men closing in. They burst through a side door and found th

ped, her eyes fixed on something ahead. Winnie followed her gaze and

eyes gleaming with a sinister intensity. Her mother's grip on her hand t

s fingers digging deep into her skin. "You're not goi

owered her, dragging her away as Winnie struggled t

the market, sending stalls crashing to the ground.

or," he growled,

ce cry, he launched himself at Victor, the two men cr