I turn to face him.
We're close.
Far too close.
The sapphire blue of his eyes pins me in place, making it impossible to look anywhere else.
"No matter what happens, that woman has to leave this house alive. Do that, and we'll be even."
Frances and another soldier circle around the building while the remaining two prepare to move to the opposite side. Before one of them leaves, I stop him.
"You. Give me your knife and take my gun."
The soldier glances at Lorenzo, unsure whether he should obey me or question my abilities.
The Capo neither approves nor objects.
He simply shrugs, leaving the decision to the soldier.
"When the shooting starts," I tell him, "aim for the head. Some of them are wearing body armor, and we don't have time to waste."
I point at the same soldier whose weapo
