the belly of the chopper snapped on, cutting through the darkness like a physical
near the altar, shielding his eyes, frantically shouting
e from all sides. They moved with military precision, instant
ssive champagne tower. Her haute couture gown dragged through the spilled
ipad. Dangelo carried Annabelle's body down th
penthouse presidential suite. They had conver
e king bed. He spent a long moment straightening the col
the elevator, the gentleness vanished. His jaw ti
closed door, desperate to follow h
m were kicked open. Dangelo walked into the roo
oor, hands behind their heads, guns pointed at t
pathetic attempt to regain control. "Valencia, what is this? Y
stance in three massive strides and dr
Axel's nose breaking ech
could roll away, Dangelo's heavy leather shoe planted firmly on the
ional discipline. He seamlessly blocked her frantic path. With a swift, practiced move, he seized her flailing arm, twisted it firmly behind her back, and
uty stepped forward and threw a ruggedized military tablet down
s the display. Encrypted bank statements showing the forged financials. Digital
the room. The people who had been kissing Axel's ring
like a physical weight. Dangelo hadn't just come to shoot them. H
air. Dangelo had orchestrated the official
Dangelo slowly removed his foot from Axel's ch
behind his back and slapped the steel cuffs on his wrists. "T
l population block," he whispered, his voi
ss the floor. Her ruined dress tore at the seams, exposing her
watched them being dragged away, he didn'
gelo's bicep to keep him upright. "Sir.
at. A dark, terrifying patch of red blood was rapidly expanding acro
is back on the FBI and walked toward the el
back against the cold metal wall. His legs gave out. He slid down unt
ut a small, tarnished metal object. It was the St. Clair Pre
l sob tore from his throat. The sound was so full of agony/1/113317/coverbig.jpg?v=9b73b63286c5334cb1c0a6069fa809c3&imageMogr2/format/webp)