Chapter 458: A Hair's Breadth Between Life and Death

Stephanie Waller watched him fall silent, the confusion in her eyes cooling into something sharp. The way she looked at Dante Easton turned steadily murderous, her voice thin as frost. "You can't explain it… which means you've got something to hide." She raised her hand, slow and deliberate. That pale, slender little hand. The massive hammer lifted with it, inch by inch. A crushing pressure slammed down, forcing Dante to hunch. His pupils snapped tight. "Wait!" Dante blurted, dragging in ragged...