Page 106 of A Madness of Crows

He glances at the steak knives still tucked under my holster. “Although you seem to have some excellent alternatives.”

I let out a low huff at the hint of amusement in his voice, reaching my hands out for the velvet wrap.

My knives almost feel too big in my hands as I stare down at them. Slowly, I unwrap them, run my finger over the handles. The initials that Luc had engraved stare back at me.

CC.

Caterina Corvo.

I force a smile as I wrap them up. “Look after them for me. I don’t want them to get lost in this chaos.”

He scans my face. And his expression… his eyes flicker with anger. Anger and sadness, as he brushes his finger across my cheek. “Of course. For as long as you need.”

I force a breath.

I’mfine. “So. Where are we going?”

This is not over. There is still Matteo to consider, the structure of the Cosa Nostra shaken to its core. He cannot be allowed to live.

The Corvo line is split down the middle, and we will stand against each other.

If I can face it.

Right now… I’m not sure.

Dante’s voice is soft.

“Home,tentazione. We’re going home.”