Chapter 142

Marco shrugged, avoiding her gaze as he swirled the liquid in his glass. “It sounds worse when you put it like that,” he said, a defensive edge creeping into his tone. “But it wasn’t like that. My father didn’t kidnap her. Our family’s business was… complicated. Cello—Leo’s father—handled recruiting people.”

“Recruiting?” Evie frowned, her voice sharper now. “You mean kidnapping.”

Marco winced but