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In situations like this, I hate being right.

Lily’s breathing becomes more labored, and it sounds like a panic attack is pretty imminent.

I place a hand on her shoulder, massaging it gently as she zooms down the strip. I can understand why she’s so freaked out. It’s gotta be pretty fucking scary to be shot at for the first time. “Lily, calm down. It’s really okay.”

“I’m not okay! I won’t ever be! I was stupid to think I could do this!”

Ah, shit. I just met this girl, and now I’ve fucked her up for life because my sordid past caught up to me at the wrong goddamn time.

“They found me,” she whispers through gritted teeth.

My head jerks in her direction and I recoil.

Wait,what?

CHAPTER13

LILY

Ialways knew they’d be back, that I would have to pay for my family’s retaliation against them.

Nico wasn’t being his normally overly protective self for no reason. He suspected something was about to happen, although I seriously doubt he thought the enemy would open fire on me outside of a Vegas nightclub.

But that’s the thing about this life.

Enemies always seem to strike when you least expect them, when you’re complacent, when you forget that they’re lurking.

That’s when the hits hurt the most, because you didn’t see them coming in enough time to avoid getting bullet-torn.

I was lucky this time…

I close my fingers tight around the steering wheel, staring straight ahead at the bunch of drunks stumbling down the strip like there wasn’t just a drive-by at one of the hottest clubs in the city. They’re just walking in oblivion with their blue and red yard-stick cocktails in hand, unfazed and unaware.

There’s the whole bliss thing I missed out on in my own life.

With a quick look in the rearview mirror, I see one of Zeno’s friends with his arm around Chloe. She’s starched and about ready to pass out despite the fact that we literally just dodged a slew of bullets.

And death.

“I didn’t get a chance to s-say goodnight to my friends-s,” she slurs, her head draped on the friend’s shoulder. “And then we almost got s-shot.” She giggles. “S-shot. Yes-s, I’d like another, pleas-se.”

“I think you’ve had enough for tonight,” I say through clenched teeth. “I’m going to take you home right now, okay?”

“But I haven’t even hooked up yet,” she says, tilting her head backward and staring at Zeno’s friend. “Hey, what about you? What kind of job do you have?”

I roll my eyes and Zeno presses a hand to his forehead. “Is she for real?” he mutters.

“For better or worse, yes,” I murmur.

“What’s-s your name?” Chloe asks him.

“It’s Bruno,” he says.

“Bruno,” she muses. “I had a dog named Bruno once.”

The other guy next to them in the backseat lets out a loud chuckle.

“Chloe, why don’t you just close your eyes for a little while until we get home?” I say, taking a sharp right in the direction of Chloe’s apartment.

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