And when I do, I'm going to make him beg for death.
I'm going to show him exactly what happens when you touch what's mine.
The car speeds through the city, and I stare out the window, calculating.
Gabriel is desperate. Unstable. He thinks he can use Sera as leverage. As protection. As a bargaining chip.
He's wrong.
There is no deal he can make. No trade. No negotiation.
He signed his death warrant the moment he put his hands on her.
And I'm going to deliver it personally.
"Faster," I tell my driver.
The car accelerates.
Beside us, Alexei's convoy keeps pace.
Ahead, somewhere in this city, Sera is scared. Alone. Possibly hurt.
But she's not helpless.
She's a survivor. She's strong. She's a fighter.
She'll hold on until I find her.
She has to.
Because the alternative?—
No.
I won't think about it.
I'll find her. I'll bring her home. I'll kill everyone who touched her.
And then I'll never let her out of my sight again.
CHAPTER 33
Adrian
Mount Sinai Hospital smells like antiseptic and death.
The emergency entrance is chaos. Cops. EMTs. Hospital staff. All moving with practiced urgency. Someone is screaming. A child, maybe. Or someone's wife. I don't look.
Frankly, I don't care.
I push through the doors, and a nurse tries to stop me.
"Sir, you can't?—"
I don't slow down. "Leo Conti. Where is he?"
"Sir, I need you to?—"
