in the cold alley,

ely noticed. His focus was locked on the trembling man pinned beneat

repeated slowly, his voi

se hammering against Darius's p

not an

. He met with Andre last week said he could de

icker of panic across the man's face. Lies

nger was, he'd le

n a heap, coughing as he struggled to catch his breat

d he loo

king fingers. "Tall. Pale. Dark hair. I didn't

r, waiting for more. But the man

d, Darius rose and

ights, lost in whatever vices had brought them here. Isla was exactly where he left

eyes wer

n watchin

hiding the flicker of curiosity tha

eat beside her. "He wasn'

wirling the last of her drin

ut he's not the one you

and s

ightening of her grip around the glass. Isla Marek never wore her fear wher

ed, his voice calm but deliberate. "Some

ze sharpe

"But whoever it is, they're not

um of music filled the space between them,

ught you said this w

met h

is n

There was always an angle with Darius Stone. The man

nothing in his expressio

things," she muttered, tippin

of his mouth lift slig

tender with a flick of her fingers. "You realize Andre's going to kno

ume whateve

riu

answer

on of her brother's name,

g his name into the streets with blood and fire, rising through the ranks of

an sitting bes

ys been the d

new it bette

, his voice lowering just enough

row. "Kicking m

ond man hadn't moved, but Darius could feel his eyes burning into his back. "Let them repor

. "And what exactly

didn't

thfully, he

t looking back. Whatever they'd been whatever lines they'd bl

, here

ting him in plac

rius said, his voice f

so near that her breath

give orde

red into the crowd, leaving nothing be

at the bar, wa

ter, his arms crossed over his chest.

e not

ead. "You know she's going to drag you in

n at the empty gla

lready