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.

a grim counterpoint to her promise, cut

remember what you promised my

him a glacial

“Don’t worry,” she clipped.

serves me

fingers tightened around

promise them?” he rasped, his

he a bad

flew to Winston, a

me,” he spat, the tremor in his

“Don’t hurt Hannah.

you if

arms crossed, eyed Rocco from his

be chum in

rising between

already you’re at each other’s

thick enough to slice with

itself reeked of neglect, a stark contrast to his

were clearly quarters reserved for the subordinates and

a sigh, Hannah stepped behind Rocco, guiding

she murmured, “I’ll take you to the

a duplex, you can have the downstairs

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