Back at the Ricci estate, nobody spoke. The basement still smelled of smoke.The guards were checking every corner, searching for the person who had somehow entered a room with no external entrance.Noah returned from the far side of the basement.
"Nothing."
Rafael looked at him.
"Nothing?"
"No footprints. No blood. No shell casings."
Rafael's eyes narrowed.
"Then where did the bullets come from?"
Noah shook his head.
"I don't know."
Marco stared at the Black Serpent symbol.
His expression was troubled.Aria stood in front of the photograph.She couldn't stop looking at it.
Her parents and her. A life she barely remembered.A life someone had tried to erase.Rafael noticed her trembling fingers.
He stepped closer.
"Aria."
She looked at him.
"Did you know?"
He frowned.
"Know what?"
She held up the photograph.
"Did you know my parents were trying to escape this underworld?"
Rafael didn't answer immediately because he already knew.
She nodded slowly.
