“They’re not here to steal your empire.”
She swallowed.
“They’re here to erase your bloodline.”
Outside the closet, Marcus stopped walking.
“The daughter,” he said.
The words froze Vincent where he stood.
“Has anyone found her?” Marcus asked.
One of the men answered.
“No.”
Marcus cursed.
“We can’t leave loose ends.”
Vincent felt something inside him crack.
