Chapter 18 - SALVATORE’S LAST MOVE

Salvatore tried burning the records.
He failed.
Police entered.
Vivien surrendered immediately.
Salvatore pulled a weapon.
I had one too.
For a second, every old Duca instinct told me to shoot.
Elena stood behind me holding Mia.
My father.
Thomas.
Twenty years of blood.
One trigger pull.
Instead I lowered the gun.
Salvatore laughed.
“Weak.”
“No.”
I looked toward Mia.
“I’m done letting men like you teach children what strength looks like.”
Police arrested him.
Alive.
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That was harder.
Which meant it mattered more.