Samantha's POV
Low and cold, Jared's laughter resonated down the alley. His words filled with poison, his eyes wild with a perverse feeling of victory never left mine as he talked.
"You consider yourself to have won, Samantha? Do you believe yourself to be safe? He snorted, straying from Alex's hold. You barely know half of it.
His words carried terrible weight that seeped right down into me and froze my breath in my lungs. Jared had behaved like this before; he was corned but never vanquished. His conceit made my back hurt. He still carried something over us even now, his empire falling around him. Something we had omitted from consideration.
"What are you referring to?"? I insisted, my voice more steady than I could have imagined.
Alex grabbed Jared more tightly and slammed him har
