She hadn’t slept a wink the night before. Anxiety gnawed at her, leaving her restless, tossing and turning beside Marcello. Every time she closed her eyes, they flew open again, only to find themselves fixed on him. He slept soundly, yet she couldn’t look away.

She didn’t want him to go. Deep down, she knew what this was he was walking into a suicide mission. Yes, he was the strongest among them, but strength didn’t make a man invincible. What if he didn’t come back? What if he… ...