Made in Vengeance

“Did I ruin your plan?”

I shook my head and bent down, taking her lips in a searing kiss, feeling my heart calm a bit. “No. Don’t worry about it, okay?”

She took in a huge gulp of air and laid her head on my chest but didn’t reply to me. Beside me, Nikolay looked at her as if she was a ghost.

“She’s okay, Nico,” I said.

He nodded curtly but didn’t say anything.

The drive was silent back to the hotel. Maxim’s phone dinged with a text message just as we drove out the property. He turned to us from the front passenger seat and quietly handed his phone to me.

I looked down at the text message he’d received from an unknown number.

It was an address in Utah.

The phone dinged again, announcing another text message.

Remember what you said. No trail left behind.

I looked up and met Damien’s eyes.

I got a fucking address.