Tension hung heavy in the sterile air of the kitchen. Seraphina stared at her hands, the silence stretching until it felt like a physical weight on her chest.
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Chapter 12: The Bait
Chapter 12: The Bait
Ronan trusted her instincts over his own history. They devised a trap.
Ronan deliberately fed Carlo false information about a shipment of weapons arriving at the docks at midnight. They waited in the shadows of the shipping containers, the cold night air biting at their faces.
At 11:45 PM, Carlo arrived. But he wasn't there to secure the shipment. He was there with Don Falcone's men.
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"You were right," Ronan whispered in the dark, chambering a round.
"I always am," Seraphina replied, drawing her own weapon.
