Page 130 of Ruthless Sin
“Dante. Now.”
He’s already moving. Running down the hallway.
I’m on my knees. Yelena’s cross in my hand. A hole in the wall. Russian on a piece of paper next to me.
Footsteps.
Multiple.
Fast.
The door opens.
Dante.
He sees me on my knees, the blood on my knuckles and the hole in the wall and Yelena’s cross in my hand.
He crosses to me and drops to one knee in front of me, his hand going to my shoulder.
Firm. Steady.
“Breathe.”
I can’t.
“Nico. Look at me.”
I look up.
His eyes are the eyes of the Don.
Calm. In control.
“Breathe. Now.”
I breathe.
Once.
Shaking.
“Again.”
I breathe again.
He doesn’t move his hand.
“What happened.”
My voice won’t come.
Marco hands him the note.
Dante reads it.
His jaw tightens.
Once.
