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One she almost put between my eyes. Why hadn’t she?

“ZACH.” Matteo’s voice boomed through the warehouse. “Let’s go.Now.”

“One got away.” I jogged over, picking a Glock off one of the guys.

“Yeah. Ruiz. We know.”

“No. Someone else.”

“What?”

I pushed past them, stepping outside of the warehouse. As soon as I saw it, my chest filled with adrenaline.Footsteps.“I’ll meet you at the boat. Ten minutes.”

I took off, running through the jungle. The lights from the helicopters in the distance provided enough light to speed comfortably. Footsteps thudded behind me. I could always recognize Matteo.

“What are you doing?” I shouted over my shoulder, not slowing down.

He caught up to my fast pace. “You think I’ll let you deal with this alone?”

We didn’t speak again; only sprinted through the island’s jungle. We ran for five kilometers until we reached a road made for easy transport. Crossing it, we hurried onto the beach.

My chest heaved with adrenaline as I glared into the footsteps left in the sand, leading into the ocean. A wave crashed into my feet, wiping them out.

Frustration crawled through me.

She was gone.

Matteo breathed heavily to my side, understanding the situation without me needing to say anything. “You should be proud of yourself, Zach. You handled tonight like a man.”

“Right.”

“You fought them. You fucked with their heads and slowed them down. And you’re still alive.” My brother’s hand grounded me. “That’s something.”

I stared into the horizon, watching closely as the moon shone into the waves.

Nothing.

“Fuck it. Let’s get out of here.”

“Finally.” Matteo slapped my shoulder, then began jogging towards the yacht waiting for us behind one of the island’s cliffs, down the beach, hidden from the helicopters.

Squeezing the gold bullet in my fist, I took one last look at the black ocean. I could swear I almost made out her green eyes staring back at me from the waves like a siren. Deadly, cold and beautiful.

I knew she was out there.

Mi ángel de la muerte.

PART 3

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CHAPTER 36

Present

I USED TO BELIEVE THE devil was a red man with horns, hooves and a tail. A deformed monster, hiding in the shadows.

But I was wrong.

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