Chapter 9

The bedroom door clicked shut behind them. Leo leaned against it, breathing hard, the fresh bandage on his side already spotting with blood again. Kai stood a few feet away, eyes locked on him like he was measuring every weakness.
Leo held up his phone. The photo from the unknown number was still burned into his mind. Kai years ago, standing shoulder to shoulder with men wearing Moretti colors. The message had been simple and brutal: Ask your bodyguard who he really works for.
He did not show Kai the screen. Not yet.