Chapter 134 Adam's Pov

• I sat in the back of the armored van, legs spread wide, elbows on my knees, head bowed over the map of Rome spread across my thighs.
• The streetlights flickered over the cracked leather seats, casting shifting shadows that reminded me of muzzle flashes. I could still smell blood on my shirt. Even though I’d changed, it felt like it had soaked into my skin.
• I exhaled through my nose, forcing myself to focus. Richard was here in Rome. Raphael had confirmed it.