If I lead Aleksei to the safe house, I’m handing him everyone I love on a silver platter. Brandon might be dismissed by now, but that doesn’t mean s**t if I bring the whole Bratva down on their heads.
No. I need to draw my brother out somewhere else. Somewhere that matters.
The waterfront materializes through my windshield, fog rolling off Lake Michigan in thick gray waves. And there, rising against the predawn sky like a monument to everything I almost had…
The building looms above me, beautiful and doomed. I kill the engine and sit there for a moment, staring up at what should have been my legacy. This place was supposed to prove I’d clawed my way out of the gutter for good. Violence wasn’t my only inheritance—there was some beauty left in the world, one perfect bite of it, and I’d pu
