Chapter 8 - THE WOMAN WHO KNEW TOO MUCH
Claire returned to the hospital.
She refused to hide.
Elena Voss was waiting.
“You finally figured it out.”
Claire stopped.
“You knew Dante.”
Elena smiled.
“I knew his family.”
“Why?”
“Because your husband destroyed my life.”
Claire's expression hardened.
“My husband?”
“Dante's family ordered my father's death.”
Claire went silent.
Elena continued.
“Luca promised revenge.”
“And you believed him?”
“I believed justice was impossible.”
“You murdered innocent people.”
“I made sacrifices.”
Claire shook her head.
“You became exactly what you hated.”
Elena's expression changed.
“Don't lecture me.”
She pulled a gun.
Dante appeared behind Claire.
“Put it down.”
Elena laughed.
“You always were dramatic.”
Dante stepped forward.
“You're finished.”
“No.”
Elena pointed the weapon toward Claire.
“She's the reason you keep losing.”
Dante's eyes narrowed.
“Don't.”
Elena fired.
Dante moved.
The bullet struck the wall.
Security tackled Elena.
The gun skidded across the floor.
Claire stood frozen.
Then she heard a familiar voice.
“Mom?”
Mia.
She had followed them.
Claire ran to her.
Dante closed his eyes.
“I told you to stay home.”
Mia looked at him.
“You're not very good at following rules either.”
Dante laughed.
Claire stared at them.
Then she realized something.
She was smiling.
After everything.
She was smiling.
Dante wrapped an arm around her.
“Let's go home.”
May you like
This time, Claire didn't hesitate.
“Yes.”
