Chapter 100 The Final Move

• The city lights blurred past as Luca drove, his knuckles white on the steering wheel. Amara sat in the passenger seat, still gripping her gun, her pulse refusing to slow. Damian and Matteo sat in the back, their expressions hardened.
• Amara’s mother, still shaken from the ambush, held onto Amara’s hand like a lifeline. “Where are we going?” she asked, her voice trembling.
• Luca’s jaw tightened. “Somewhere safe—for now.”