Chapter 160 A Snake In The Garden

• The tension inside the safehouse was a constant thrum, a low drumbeat of paranoia beneath everything they did. Bishop barely left his screens. Decker kept his gun within reach, even in the shower. Knox hovered near Ellerei like her shadow, unwilling to leave her side even for a minute.
• They were waiting. Watching. Listening. For whispers. For movement. For any sign that someone had picked up Lorenzo Bellanti’s trail—or worse, Ellerei's.
• What none of them expected was Talia.