Dante nonchalantly opened his suit coat. He removed his gun from the holster.

My mouth grew instantly dry as my heart rate accelerated. “No. There’s no danger.” My volume rose. “No one knows about this transaction.” Fidgeting, I twisted my wedding rings. My hands trembled and my knee bounced, wanting and needing to move.

Dante’s hand again came to my thigh. “Sit still, Mia. If we’re being watched, we need to appear calm.”

“I’m not calm,” I ...