The Crimson Throne
er. The lights of New York stretched infinitely, flickering like fireflies against the darkness. B
as her wa
yalty without hesitation, others had only done so because they feared
give them tha
uca stepped onto the balcony, a cigarette dangling from his fing
get some res
let my enemies have th
the railing. "You im
e sighed. "They
er," Luca said. "They
m fully. "Then let's
a moment, then nodd
caught. "On who p
y guys dig into your father's last movements. The night bef
sito? That name do
He was a middleman. Worked with different families, always play
urled into a fist.
him to an underground club on the west side. T
If Marco knew something, he was either running for his life-or he
I want to see his face when he rea
icked could find. Heavy bass rattled the floors, the scent of alcohol and sweat thick
ack leather pants, a matching jacket, and a silk top that hugged her frame. She didn't nee
r men, Nico and Bruno. Both were armed, the
e subtle," L
ed. "Subtle i
a VIP section was roped off. A bouncer, b
ection," h
curiosity. "Oh? That's funny, be
nch. "No name needed.
now you've gone a
ee into his stomach. He grunted, staggering back, and before he could re
being told no,
llowed hard, ra
id sweetly before noddi
ing the private lounge. The moment they
oom, a glass of whiskey in hand. His face
rco, darling. W
o bo
sighed.
ch the exit, slamming him against the wall. The man groaned,
a," Luca
Marco feel the full weight of his mistake. S
who I am?"
dded fra
d. "Then you kn
w anything," M
d her tongue.
the last person to meet with my father before he died. And then you vanished.
d hard. "I-I d
ow who did,
le
sighed
grip on Marco's throat. The man choked,
roaked. "Oka
sed up
Your father... he was meeting with so
ho
hesi
ly. "You really wan
his lips. "
ood ra
l, pretending to mourn. The man who had placed a h
aid, though deep down
out something about Salerno. Something big. They argued. It got heated.
she p
asn't supposed to die that nigh
tilted
e this nightmare began,
ower, about eliminating him to weaken the De Luca f
d her father dead. He
ned again. "You better pray
"Please... I told yo
pushing aside the emot
m go,"
ing Marco. The man collapsed to
wn, disappear. Because if I ever see you again..." She smiled,
before scrambling to his
ed to her
nodded
er burned with the
mourning the
never been ab
ways been
d
her turn to