"Where are we?" she asked.
"In my bunker."
Her brows pulled together. "Why?" she asked. "What's going on?"
He turned away from her and walked toward the large table again.
"Luca?" she called again.
She watched him, her heart beginning to beat faster as unease crept in. Then she saw what he picked up.
Two guns. Her breath caught. Luca carried them back without a word and placed them carefully on the table between them.
Her stomach dropped. "Luca…" she whispered.
He took his time, sitting down across from her with a calmness that felt completely out of place against the tension building in the room.
Only then did his eyes meet hers. "Do you remember the promise you made me," he asked, "when you finally agreed to be with me, Vee?"
"Yeah?" she answered. Her mind raced, trying to connect what he was asking to what was happening now.
Why bring that up? Why now?
"And what was that?" he asked.
"The only way out is death."
