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Camila was the only family I had left. The daughter of my parents’ best friends, she’d become like a little sister to me.
And how I’d transferred the money Rebecca had left in my name into offshore and untraceable accounts, going off-the-grid on a quest to find her killer.
deciding what I needed right now wasn’t forgiveness. I needed something more permanent. An ingrained, and engraved, reminder of who I was. A tattoo of those angel wings on my back. Because that’s who I am—who I officially am. I’m the devil. The fallen one.
“Does Diana know she wasn’t really working on cold fusion?”
So, he needs to die, is what you’re saying. His name jumped to the top of my hit list.
I’d let the world burn for just one more minute with her.

