Chapter 26 The Noose Tightens

ARIA'S POV

The silence in the bedroom was deafening.

"Cross has the knife," I repeated, my voice dropping so low it felt like venom on my tongue. "The weapon that holds my prints, my skin cells, and the blood of a dead hitman. The one thing tying me to a homicide while I'm standing in your family'...

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