Chapter 333

• VALENTINA
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• The panic room felt like a tomb. Thick steel walls muffled the chaos outside to a low, ominous rumble, but the monitors painted every brutal detail in sharp, unforgiving clarity. I knelt on the cold floor, hands pressed to the screen as if I could reach through it and pull Gustavo and Luca back to safety.
• My husband was on one knee in Luca’s bedroom, blood soaking through his shirt from the wound in his shoulder. He kept his body between my little brother and the doorway, gun steady despite the pain twisting his face.