Chapter 27

• The safehouse felt smaller with every passing hour. Luca was patched up and sleeping off the worst of his beating in the back room. Marco drifted in and out of consciousness. Elena kept her distance, eyes watchful. Leo couldn’t stop staring at her, the photos burning a hole in his mind. Not yet. Not until they had Luca back on his feet.
• Kai, however, was the one worrying him most.
• The bodyguard sat hunched over the remaining decrypted files, shirt off, fresh bandages wrapped tight around his ribs. The knife wound from the rescue was deeper than he’d let on. His skin burned hot under Leo’s palm when he touched him.