Chapter 92

• “Enzo.” His name felt like poison in my mouth.
• I took stock of what was going on. We were outnumbered completely. These were his segugi and from the looks of it, it was almost all of them. Keenan and Lec were on their knees, two guns trained on both of them. They had hoods over their heads. Slowly, my eyes caught Marek’s. He was on his knees near Enzo. At least four guns on him but they left his head free.
• “Put the gun down, sorellina. Unless you want me to kill one of your friends.”