The question, a shard of accusation, ignited the fire in her chest.

“Why are you here, Rocco? Why did you defy me and barge into Newfort alone? Don’t you know I was half mad with worry when I couldn’t reach you?”

Rocco lowered his eyes.

“I… I overestimated myself.

” His voice trembled a bit.

“I thought I could find something and help you.

I did, but then… then I was taken, dragged onto this ship.

I don’t know who…” His voice trailed off, swallowed by a shuddering breath.

“I thought I’d never see you again.

Then someone paid my ransom, booked this room, told me to wait for news.

Hannah, her anger melting away like frost in the sun, held him close.

“Don’t worry,” she murmured, her voice a balm.

“When this ship touches land, you’ll be off it, and we’ll go home.

voice, a grim counterpoint to

what you

shot him

“Don’t worry,” she clipped.

serves me

tightened around hers, his pale face etched

did you promise them?” he

he a bad

gaze flew to Winston, a snarl twisting

the tremor in his

“Don’t hurt Hannah.

you

arms crossed, eyed Rocco from his

be chum in the belly

rising between

and already you’re at

with tension, thick enough to slice with

room itself reeked of neglect, a stark contrast to his

quarters reserved for

sigh, Hannah stepped behind

take you to the third

apartment’s a duplex, you can have the

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