Page 67 of Inferno

His dark eyes snap to mine and he growls.

“It’s dead, Charlotte. He’s hacked the system and we can’t override it. Just keep looking pretty with what you’re doing. I’m almost in the cameras across the street.”

I huff and get back to it.

“I’m in,” he calls out.

“Good.”

Not many people pass by here. There's a few loitering at the bar, but I can’t really see it through the windows. Whoever themark is, they’ll likely be the next person entering. Seeing as the meet is set for one minute's time, I bet whoever they are won’t leave this Enzo guy waiting if he’s this important.

My breath hitches, and my heart almost stops.

Jimmy.

He is looking down at his phone when he gets to the door, then he stops and looks up.

I close my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose. Hoping to God Misha isn’t going to put two and two together of where I was last night.

“Gottcha,” he shouts out cheerily.

Putting the goggles back on my eyes, a sinking feeling happens in my chest.

How am I supposed to kill the one guy who has ever made me feel… anything.

Why did it have to fucking be him?

“Hold up.”

I cringe, refusing to turn around.

“Charlotte. Get your ass here.”

I squeeze my fists and slowly turn. Leaving the binoculars on the table, I pad over to Misha on the kitchen island.

He points at the screen and looks up and smirks.

“Your face tells me exactly why I caught you running in the hallway at sunrise.”

His eyes flick between my face and the screen. He tuts.

“You dirty fucking whore, he was where you were last night? You slept with the fucking mark?”

Silence fills the room before he slams his palm on the counter and erupts into laughter.

“No.” I keep my voice flat.

“Liar. Well, well, well, you naughty girl,” he mocks.

My blood starts to boil when he stands and leans in, taking a deep breath.

All my hairs stand on end as his nose touches my bare shoulder.

“You know I can’t keep this information from Vlad, don’t you?”

I shake my head and step back, keeping my chin up.

“Nothing to tell. You’re wrong.” I keep my gaze on him. I do not back down.

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