CHAPTER THIRTY THREE : Old Enemies

GRANT POV

I managed to lure Nova out of her room without a flicker of suspicion. Of course I did. She’s nosy, predictable, and like any wise man worth his bullets, I kept that little detail hidden until I could make the most of it.

In the mafia you learn fast: keep your enemies close enough to smell their fear. That’s why, even after the board of directors practically salivated for Nova’s resignation, I defended her. I stood for her. Not out of ...