–Damon–
I was honestly surprised by how well my wife handled it. They let that man go after treating his injuries. What scared me was that she had done something brutal—my beloved wife—and yet she made sure the whistleblower survived. I think she wanted him to survive, just so he'd wish he hadn't. After this, once Dela Vega finds out he fed the White Queen the info she needed, the poor bastard's going to be hunted all over again.
But his family? Whoever he's protecting? They're safe—for now. Alive and untouched, tucked beneath Livana's cloak of protection, sealed by whatever agreement they made. A clever move. It also meant she could track him. And when the time comes, she can kill whoever he's hiding... with a single bullet.
"So, babe," I said, sliding my hand into hers, fingers locking tightly. "When do you plan to kill Tyrona? I mean, I'll do it—of course I will—so your hands stay clean."
"I have other plans for that."
"Mmm. Interesting."
