Chapter 70

"What you're about to do is dangerous, Maya," Luca said again, turning, constantly checking the mirror to either look at her or the incoming cars.

"I know," she answered, staring down at the beautiful blue backless gown she wore and loving the feel of makeup for the first time in a long while on her face.

It was evening, and though she still had a fever, she was bent on looking the sexiest. She clutched her bag; that was the only way.

"This can't be the only way to get his attention; what if he hurts you?" Luca was saying.

He was worried and annoyed.

Why was he the only one called on to do the dirty job? God help him if he comes out of this one without a bullet.

But he wouldn't blame her; he could feel her desperation, alone in the manor—hell, even pet birds had more freedom than her.

Like right Now, he looked in the mirror, seeing a car stalking them. He had seen the car immediately after he and Maya drove out of the manor, and though they had tak