Chapter 30 The Real Game

• VICTORIA
• I stood over Liam's unconscious body, watching the steady rise and fall of his chest. The tranquilizer dart had done its job perfectly. His face looked almost peaceful in sleep, nothing like the broken man who'd discovered the truth about his precious Isabella just minutes ago.
• "Clean this up," I told my men, stepping over the scattered files. "And make sure he stays unconscious for at least six hours. I have work to finish."