C11 THE DEVIL’S BARGAIN

Isabella’s POV

Enzo's words weighed down on me, choking and frigid. Moretti, another ghost from the past, another man engaged in this lethal game. Enzo was standing there staring at me with those sharp blue eyes, and I could feel the strain emanating from him. His stillness exceeded all else in loudness.

What then does that mean for me? Trying to keep my voice calm, I asked