Neal.

My targets would clear things up for myself, Becca, James, and Allegra. Despite what happened between myself and Becca, I never would think she deserved to be the target of Sergei’s son, Mikhail. The Russian mob would be rendered useless. I’d make sure of it.

That, on top of the Michaelson brothers, the bastards who were after me. I stared at my phone, reading the messages coming in at rapid fire from the people on my side for this case. It was ...