Chapter 110

Mr. Preston leaned forward in his chair, worry tightening his features. “The man was Kozlov, one of Pietro’s most trusted,” he said, glancing at Marco across the desk. “Pietro wouldn’t send him without a reason.”

He and Leo had gathered in Marco’s office to make sense of what was happening.

Marco tightened his grip on his brandy glass. He took a slow sip, more out of habit than comfort, and set it