Chapter 85
- Chapter 85: Smoke and Betrayal
- The runway stank of gunpowder and blood. Bodies lay sprawled under the harsh glow of the floodlights, steam rising off the asphalt. The silence after the firefight was almost worse than the chaos itself—thick, heavy, pressing against Elena’s ears.
- Her hands still shook around the pistol Alessio had given her. She’d killed. She’d actually killed. The weight of it sat like iron in her chest.