Chapter 70

• Dante Salvatore
• The meeting room was silent. Not the comfortable silence you appreciate after a long day, but the heavy kind—full of unspoken meanings and words no one wants to say. I hated that kind of silence almost as much as I hated the feeling settling in my chest now: a mixture of jealousy, guilt, and suppressed anger.
• Lucas had been talking about Olivia. He always talked about her, actually. But this time was different.