Valeria

The assault on the distillery was never meant to be quiet. That was the first decision I made when I looked at the plans spread across Dante's old desk. There was no reason to pretend anymore.

For days, I had moved carefully. I had watched. I had tested people. I had gathered information and built my forces while allowing everyone around me to believe I was simply trying to survive. But survival was no longer enough. Not after everything Aurelio had done. Not after what ...