Chapter 57 Artist
- Salvatore's p.o.v
- “Where the hell are we going to?” Adriano demanded, gripping the seat tighter. “And slow the fuck down before you kill us.” Rafael chuckled, I glared at him through the rearview mirror.
- They don't realize how serious the situation is. I wouldn't blame them, they have nothing to lose. But I have a lot to… For starters, Candela.