Adam made sure that the Lord of Night stayed away from Honey. Upon being alerted that Bonarata was coming, she had dressed in jeans with an oversized baggy shirt that smelled like Smith’s. She’d scrubbed her face of makeup. When he’d first seen her new guise, Adam said, “You could wear a bikini, and I would not let him touch you.” She’d smiled grimly. “I’d kill the old bastard first. And we still need him alive. So I’ll keep out of sight as much as I can.” “And if you kill him, I’ll help you bury the ashes, and we can blame Guccio,” Adam said. Honey grinned at him and held up a fist, which he
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