Chapter 9

Every instinct I had screamed at me to run upstairs. I didn't move. Running upstairs meant leading her straight to them. "How did you find me?" My voice came out calm. Surgeon calm. The voice I used when someone's blood was pumping onto my hands. "Your aunt's plane." Katya twirled the scalpel. "Took me a year and every cent I had left. Papa cut me off, you know. Because of you. Because Matteo chose a DEAD woman over me in front of the entire Bratva." "That's not my fault." "EVERYTHING is...