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PROLOGUE

DANTE

“I f it isn’t Vincent’s brother, the rat,” the man holding Lark with his arm around her neck and a gun pressed to her side called out. “I wondered how long it would take you to show up.”

“What do you want?” I shouted, keeping my voice steady despite the rage burning through my veins.

“I want to know where my son’s killer is.” His voice echoed off the metal walls.

“He’s sitting in a jail cell.”

“We both know Vincent didn’t kill him.” The arm around Lark’s throat tightened. “I want the woman who did, and you know where she is.”

“Let her go, and I’ll take you to her.”

The man snickered, and his lip curled. “Sure you will.” He stepped forward, pushing Lark with him.

Lark’s scream pierced the air when a shot rang out, and the lights directly above us exploded in a shower of sparks. A split second later, everything went pitch black. When two more gunshots cracked through the void, I dove in Lark’s direction, knowing I had to save her even if it meant losing my own life.