Then his expression changes.
“This is real,” he says quietly.
Wolf swears under his breath.
“Then she’s escalating,” Marco says.
His voice remains calm.
But something dark moves in his eyes.
“She always does.”
13
Laney
Iwasn’t trying to listen.
I swear I wasn’t.
But I heard his name.
Marco.
The sound of it freezes me halfway down the hallway.
My heart starts pounding so hard it feels like it might burst through my ribs.
I stop at the top of the stairs.
The voices from below drift up through the quiet house.
“…my mother hired them…”
The words don’t make sense.
Not at first.
I take another step toward the stairs, my hand sliding along the wall to steady myself.
“He’s not lying,” Trigger says.
My stomach drops.
“She said she’d make it look like me,” Marco’s voice continues.
I haven’t heard that voice since Italy.
Calm.
Controlled.
Dangerous.
“She’s always preferred to destroy people by turning them into monsters first.”
My knees almost give out.
