Lia’s POV

The moment Luca slipped free of the grasp of the man, my shriek rang through the darkness. "NO!" Dante lunged, weapon in hand, but the fellow acted too hastily. A flash of movement in the dark, and thereafter only the muffled sounds of Luca's shrieks amidst the cacophony surrounding us. Gunfire rattled against the quays. Van's men shouted and ran in all directions, shooting back. Bullets sliced through the air, spangling against metallic shipping containers. My breath gasped in ...