Chapter 8

• Daniel shook his head, disbelief etched across his face. “What kind of work is this? Is this what we joined the mafia for? To look after a girl?” He glanced back at Aria, whose fury was palpable.
• Zander’s jaw tightened, irritation flaring within him. “It’s the boss’s order, and we have to follow it, Daniel. No questions.”
• Aria, still screaming and cursing, struggled against the cuffs, her anger boiling over. “You think you can just take me like this? You’re nothing but a thug! Let me out of here!” She rattled the door handle, desperate to escape.