Ch-4
At safehouse on the outskirts of the city. The air is thick with tension. Luca is pacing, Georgie is checking her gun, and Ethan leans against the wall, watching them both.
Luca Moretti
That was a disaster.
Georgie May Adler (fl)
No, it was a message.
Ethan Aviel (ml)
(smirking) And here I thought you were the subtle type, Adler.
Georgie May Adler (fl)
Santiago knows something. And now he knows we know.
Luca stops pacing, his jaw clenched.
Luca Moretti
I still don’t trust him. He could be playing us.
Ethan Aviel (ml)
He could be. Or he could be telling the truth about a bigger threat.
Georgie May Adler (fl)
(nods) Either way, we need to move fast. Santiago’s men won’t stay quiet for long.
Ethan pulls out his phone, scrolling through messages. His expression darkens.
Ethan Aviel (ml)
We might have a bigger problem.
Luca Moretti
(scoffing) Bigger than a damn ambush?
Ethan Aviel (ml)
(grimly) Yeah. Word on the street is, someone’s putting up a lot of money to take Adler down. And I don’t mean small-time hitmen. I mean professionals.
Georgie exhales slowly, but her eyes remain cold.
Georgie May Adler (fl)
Let them come.
Ethan Aviel (ml)
That’s not a strategy, sweetheart. That’s a death wish.
Georgie May Adler (fl)
(smirking) Only if they’re lucky.
Luca shakes his head, but there’s a flicker of amusement in his eyes.
Luca Moretti
So what’s the plan?
Georgie May Adler (fl)
We find out who’s funding this. And then? We burn them to the ground.
Ethan tilts his head, studying her.
Ethan Aviel (ml)
You talk like someone who's done this before.
Georgie May Adler (fl)
Because I have. And I don’t leave enemies standing.
Luca checks his watch, then looks at Georgie.
Luca Moretti
Then we better start moving. Santiago won’t sit still, and neither will whoever’s pulling the strings.
Ethan smirks, pushing off the wall.
Ethan Aviel (ml)
Guess tonight’s going to be fun.
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