Chapter 16 The Cruel Don

• In the midst of that hell, where bullets flew through the air and the room's antique furnishings were shattered, I was breathing, nestled against Xandros's chest.
• This wasn't an ordinary assassination or revenge raid; this was a war that would unleash an apocalypse among the Dons.
• The silhouette that appeared from the smoke and dust cloud at the threshold of the bedroom door, instantly froze the chaos raging inside.