Chapter 127

I ran so much that I forgot I could never outpace him. I believed I had learned not to betray him again, ensuring I was ahead of him whenever he required my presence.

But with Adler, I had felt so secure that it was like my past never happened, but here I was before my nightmare, waiting for him to take revenge, or, as he would call it, repercussions.

"Where's Eva?" I murmured, and despite my slight, shaky tone, Antonio turned his head away in disapproval. "Where is my sister?"

Legs crossed and enjoying my show, he scrutinized me with mock amusement, "Eva is alive and well and would remain so if you behave yourself."

"I just want to see her," I whispered. "Do you have her?"

He strolled towards me, holding up an object in his right hand. "Here, is this enough?"

It was the gold mold we had gotten from Pa's pendant. Eva had carried it along with her, sometimes wrapping it around her wrist or, at others, around her neck.

That he held it,