Chapter 1

Chapter One

KEANE

I stand over the man, and I don’t even blink as I fire three rounds into his chest. Then I turn my weapon on Matteo and point the muzzle at his head. His skin sizzles and burns where the gun touches his forehead, but he doesn’t flinch or react in any way. He meets my murderous gaze with a stoic one of his own.

“Where is she?” He knows I’m not going to ask again.

The entire fucking thing was a setup. A distraction. It was also a betrayal, I’m quickly coming to understand. Men who were supposed to be loyal to us. Men I considered friends. They switched sides. Matteo isn’t the only one. Jax said we had a mole in our organization, but neither of us could have anticipated this level of deceit from our best friend.

“ Where is she?! ” Jax spits in Matteo’s face.

I’ve never seen my friend come this unhinged. I’ve never been afraid of him before until now.

Matteo smiles, blood coating his teeth. He never sees the knife in Jax’s hand. In a blind rage, Jax slices Matteo open, stabbing him again, and again, and again, until his abdomen opens up, and his intestines tumble out onto the floor at my feet. I turn my head, not able to look. Unlike Jax, I have a limit.

“Go take a shower,” I tell him. “And tell Dante to gather the rest of the men.”

Jax stands over Matteo’s dead body and smooths his blood-covered hands up his face and through his hair. He looks like a demented demon from hell.

“What’s our next move?” he asks me.

With Max and most of our upper echelon unaccounted for, the crown to the Rossi kingdom now lies heavily on my head.

“We’re going to paint the city red until we find her.”

Declan Levine wants a war? He’s got one.

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