PART TWO: THE BREAKING
The helicopter landed on the roof of a building in downtown Triplicity.
Not the same building as before. This one was taller, newer, more isolated. Dante owned the entire top three floors.
No neighbors. No witnesses. No one to hear her scream.
He dragged her out of the helicopter, across the rooftop, through a door that led to a private elevator. His hand was iron around her wrist, bruising.
She didn't fight. What was the point?
James was alive. Greysen was alive. As long as she didn't give Dante a reason to kill them, they stayed alive.
That was all that mattered now.
The elevator descended. Opened directly into a penthouse apartment.
Not the same one as before. This one was darker. Less showroom, more fortress. Heavy curtains blocked the windows. The furni
