Chapter 67
the safe house had been tossed. chairs were overturned, the floorboards were violently ripped up, and the emergency supply cache had been completely emptied. elias cursed under his breath, sweeping the rooms with his weapon drawn while i kept the children huddled in the entryway. "someone tipped them off," he growled, pacing the ruined living room. "only three people knew about this place, and two of them are dead." my blood ran cold as i realized what that meant. the valenti family was always ten steps ahead. i pulled the silver flash drive from my pocket, the metal feeling heavy against my palm. i asked leo if he knew what was actually on it. the little boy looked up at me, his feverish eyes wide in the dim light. "it's not just money," he whispered. "it's the list of everyone they own. including the police."
