Chapter 29 The Enemy Revealed

• The night air was thick with the scent of salt and gasoline, the dim glow of street lamps barely cutting through the darkness. Mariana clutched her coat tighter around her, glancing over her shoulder as she stepped into the parking garage beneath Diego’s penthouse. Every shadow seemed alive, stretching toward her with unseen hands.
• Diego leaned against his sleek black Aston Martin, his arms crossed over his broad chest, watching her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. His dark hair was tousled from the wind, his jaw clenched. He had called her here, no, demanded her presence after what happened earlier that evening.
• “You need to start talking,” he said, his voice edged with impatience. “Who the hell is after you, Mariana?”