C26 A Debt of Blood

The silence that followed the chaos was way beyond any noise. Through the open comms link, Serena could hear Leo's team securing the room—a few clinks of metal with some gruff commands, heavy breathing from men coming from a kill—then Leo's voice, as calm and final as a gavel. "Target is secure. The office is clear." Damiano, who'd been tense as a coiled spring next to her, moved reluctantly