Quiet. Careful. Too soft-looking for Vice Ink and too tangled in the blood trail to be innocent. She says she wants nothing to do with the Saints, but her family business moved more than flowers. Her father kept records he should’ve burned. Rafael buried secrets he should’ve taken to hell. And Amour knows enough to make Carmen dangerous.
I should stay away from her.
She is evidence.
A witness.
A woman with haunted eyes and hands that shake right before she tells a lie.
But I see patterns for a living, and Amour Reyes is the one thing I can’t make fit. She knows where the roses went. She knows why Carmen is smiling. She knows what Rafael hid before Diablo ever took the chair.
And when she looks at me like she is scared I might save her, I start wanting things a man like me has no business wanting.
Love.
Carmen’s not finished.
Darling’s engagement has made her a bigger target.
Lady and Shady are hanging by a thread.
Diablo is ready to burn Miami down to protect his queen.
And I am the only man close enough to the truth to see the next body before it drops.
Amour told me not to dig up the dead unless I was ready for what climbed out.
Too late, beautiful.
I already have the shovel.