"Marco? What… what is this?" Lena asked, staring down at Marco. She was too shocked to raise her gun so it remained idiled by her side.
"You see, Selene," Marco answered, that lazy smile still on his face, "you've now become important. A leverage we can use against Moretti."
Moretti again!! Lena was getting sick of hearing that name. "A leverage?" she repeated, her voice cold. "Against Moretti?" She gave a sharp laugh. "You're all fools. You and whoever sent you. I am not important to Moretti. I am just a business deal, one he can replace easily."
Marco nodded slowly. "Sí, you can be replaced, but Moretti, the bastard, is a man of pride. He wouldn't let anybody who touches his soon-to-be wife walk away."
A bitter cold passes through Lena. "How did you know about that?" she demanded,
