Chapter 22 The Point Of No Return
- Sofia paced the length of her room, the silence pressing down on her like a heavy weight. Her mind was a battlefield, fragments of the warehouse scene replaying relentlessly. The dull light overhead did little to chase away the images: Marco’s brutal efficiency, the blood-streaked captive, the terrifying ease with which Marco wielded his power.
- And then there was the smile.
- That damned smile.