Chapter 195

{Harper’s POV}

With the gun aimed at him, Enzo's whole body locked, panic flooding his face, shaking hard enough that I could see it from where I stood.

"Relax," Moretti said, almost gently. "I'm not killing you. I'm not the kind of friend you were."

Two shots rang out in quick succession after that, and Enzo collapsed, screaming, both hands clutching his knees, rolling on the ground in agony whil