CASSIAN
"It's raining blood and danger in Lake Como City!!!"
"Three industrial warehouses burned to ashes. Twenty-six killed, five mutilated."
"Industrial warehouses identified as properties of the Selarnos."
"Doomsday for the Selarnos?"
"Lake Como Police Department working on tackling the recent attacks going on in the city."
"Just in: Another property of the Selarnos, with valuable products running into trillions of pounds, burned to the ground."
A cocky smile fanned across my face.
I didn't bother with the comments. I shut the iPad down and dropped it beside me.
I kissed my tongue against my teeth in a very criminal way.
My lips thinned. "You asked for this, Selarno. You did."
I watched as Nico lit a match and hurled it straight into the liquid on the floor.
One week after Mayor Philip's suicide video and political scandal, and Vincenzo still wouldn't come out of wherever he was hiding.
And I'd finally decided this was it—burning down their biggest warehouse.
