The tunnels beneath the town of Cesky Krumlov were damp, dark, and not designer-clothing friendly at all. Wrinkling her nose against the smell of old and mildew, Eliza led her team onward, hopeful that the payoff at the end of this mission would be worth it; if she could bring down Giovani, they’d have to let her back on the Kansas City team.

She’d gotten a tip just the day before from an ex-Hunter who said she was almost certain she had seen someone fitting Giovani’s description ...