Bloodlines of the Fallen

the skyline in shimmering rivers. From his corner office, Darius Stone watched the city below traffic s

ould

the glass. The storm didn't bother him. In fact, he welco

he city felt r

oor opened with a soft c

te," he sa

hake. His blond hair stuck to his forehead, water dripping onto

him, eyes narrow

to the desk. "Another one of Marek's men turned u

darkened. He

s from his shoulders. "Andre Marek's already barking. He's telling peop

y Theo said it rogue. Like the word cou

the bodies w

offed. "He's not looking for the truth. He'

the city behind him casting his sharp features

"You know what

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mily had been pushing the edges of Darius's territo

us didn'

people

desk. He glanced at the screen and his expression shif

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s narrowed slightly.

answering. He kept his voice low, careful.

h the line, smooth but tense. "I wa

, here w

carefully, catching the faint shuffle of movement

e you," she s

s this a social call, or sho

Nero's.

ore he could pr

hone back into his coat. "Tell

fixing the cuffs of his sleeve

ned. "It'

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ced. "What if it's not

he rack, tugging it over his

'll remind the Mareks why they've

lcomed him as he ste