Nineteen

BLAKE MORENO POV

Being shot hurt like a bitch, but her eerie words were more chilling. She'd caught up to me but I wasn't that surprised. I'd always had a niggling doubt at the back of my mind that she knew exactly who I was, and that every feat of progress I managed to achieve was all on her terms.

Gabrielle had been messing with me all along, playing me like her own personal puppet on a string. She hadn't even looked surprised when I pulled the trigger on her... it was like she'd anticipated that I would.

I wondered if she also knew that It had been the most difficult decision I'd ever had to make, but my duty came first. I knew it was all hopeless, a cop and a Mafia could never be together. It just didn't work that way, and I couldn't throw away my years of toilings, working to the top, until I became the best agent, bringing criminals to justice no matter the cost just because of a one-sided crush.

Yet I'd hesitated. Her grey eyes- flashing with hatred, passion, and vulnerability