Shadows of the Night

ed S

ca Estate – Th

ed in leathery scraps. Seraphina moved stealthily through the shadowed room, her breath constricted as she ran her fingertips over the worn spines of abando

t merely seeking answers

hich tied the DeLuca family to her own. The ledgers were filled with familiar

d a stack of dry financial reports. Seraphina's heart pounded as she car

r, her breath cau

l contract. Her b

ago when her family had been impoverished. And at the

Ales

marry Enzo. It was always her. The information filled her with ice. Had Enzo known al

e alarm

state, accompanied by the distant boom of a

's stained-glass windows, and sm

e was und

r burst open and one of Enzo's thugs stor

We have

t. She'd gotten her questions answered. But may

ion struck the estate, and

and

DeLuca Est

he dense fog. The estate, once an impregnable citadel, was now a battlegroun

ed to fi

spilling onto the marble floor. The fire quickly spread, engulfing the g

s she turned around a corner-be

aphi

ing her from another explosion that sent debris raining down around them. His

d, seeing blood staining

, his voice tight. "We

Enzo moved without hesitation, drawing his w

e walls. Enzo grabbed her wrist and pulled her thro

e muttered. "We'

struction still echoing above them. Seraphina clutched the co

out to emerge, a figure ap

a mask. G

h, on the verge of being

n in t

Undergroun

ound her wrist closed for a second before lettin

" Enzo's voice

ting his head. "Still firing questi

that man used showed he wasn't just

her, and she felt a shi

e died that nig

n cold throu

he could even blink. But the masked man didn't fli

hina

ew tha

ognition struck her like

from

ret Undergrou

escaped

derground safehouse, Seraphina s

e familiarity of it t

" she whispered, br

oden workbench, his jaw clenche

he?" she

omeone who should have died a long, l

in her lap. It all made sense-the attack, th

d his jacket and pul

he slid it acr

in her hands. She slowly opened it, taking o

e a man who was u

spoke, his voice sinister. "T

True

ehouse – Enzo

at the photo, her

his can't

ther was not an ordinary man, Seraphina. He was the capo of a mafia fa

r like a blow. Her

hispered. "It wasn't

family was gaining too much powe

" she finished, he

she had thought about her l

known. Always. He'd al

nd betrayal seething thro

on didn't ch

. "Then this marria