TommasoI shoved my phone back in my pocket and stormed out of the little room that had become Lyle’s office, past Killian.“What the fuck just happened?” Killian demanded.“We took out a fucking kid,” I hissed. I knew the men around us were allies he trusted enough to bring in on enough of the plan to help us, but I only trusted them that far. The last thing I needed was anyone finding out that we’d accidentally kidnapped or killed a seventeen-year-old, or that Sophia fucking Marino was in the wind.Killian nodded sharply, seeming to go through the exact same train of thought. Without another word, we split in opposite directions. I headed for the basement.Fuck, I hadn’t seen Sophia Marino since she was, what, ten? I remembered her uncle Niccolo bringing her to a family event one of the more friendly syndicates held, after Freddie, Riccardo’s eldest, her father, died in that raid, and obviously wanting nothing to do with her. I kind of felt bad for the kid. She was so tiny, and she
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