Chapter 22: Salvatore

6: Salvatore

The call ends.

The line goes dead.

And for a moment —

just a moment —

the whole world stops.

I stare at the phone in my hand, my knuckles white from how tightly I’m gripping it.

Angelo’s voice echoes in my skull:

“Maybe we can renegotiate.”

“Perhaps she’s precious to me, too.”

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