Chapter 39 - The Confession in the Rain
As the tactical team secured the prisoners and led them away into custody, Dante was left kneeling on the slick pavement, staring up in disbelief as Gabriel and Tessa stepped out from the command vehicle.
"Who... what are you?" Dante choked out, shivering from the cold rain and sheer terror.
Tessa looked down at him with calm, absolute composure. "I'm the person who cleans house," she said smoothly in English, turning her back on him as the federal assets on the Rossi payroll quietly moved in to sweep the incident away.
Back inside the warm sanctuary of the penthouse office later that night, the adrenaline finally faded. Gabriel poured two glasses of scotch, handing one to Tessa as she stood by the panoramic window looking out over the city lights.
"You handled that with absolute mastery," Gabriel said softly, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. "You didn't even have to fire a single round."
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"Violence only breeds more violence, Gabriel," Tessa murmured, leaning back against his chest. "True power is convincing your enemies that fighting you is entirely pointless before the battle even begins."
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