Tag: eyes me in the rearview before I tear mine away. “Good.” I don’t need him to talk me out of this. Again. I saw the hesitation in his eyes. A longtime friend and ally

TWENTY-SEVEN ROME Being with her is like drinking from a vial of poison. Deceptively sweet, quickly turning bitterly sour before you realize it’s too late. The poison swims in your veins, consuming everything good left inside you until all that’s left is darkness. “Should be any minute, Mr. Montgomery.” Marcus, my bodyguard, eyes me in