"If we kill two men, we can escape and find the other Scarlattos," Pandora says.
She goes down first and takes down the man as big as a wall who was guarding the entrance. The second one lunges to attack her, but I throw myself on top of him and fire a shot into the back of his neck. We know the sound will continue to draw attention, so we hurry to run and get out of there.
I'm already at the door, behind Pandora, when I hear applause behind me that sends a chill down my spine and stirs up that old, familiar rage of mine.
The devil always applauds.
"Bravo! Did you really think I'd leave her to you?"
I turn around—déjà vu—a cheap replica of a night eight years ago.
My father has a damn smile on his lips, all the girls in his grasp, and a gun pointed at Alexandra's head.
"You wouldn't
