"You and I are going to have so much fun," Voss whispered to Luca.
Luca turned his head just enough to look at him, and whatever amusement had lingered in his face vanished entirely. "You better not miss this time, Voss," he said. "Do not miss. Because I will strip you of everything that makes you YOU."
Voss's mouth twisted. "Ooooh, I'm shaking in my boots." He shoved Luca toward the squad car.
The movement was rough enough to make Veronica flinch forward instinctively, but Marco's arm tightened across her path before she could break again. Normally, she knew he could handle it but he was still healing inside. He might look great on the outside but she knew that his body was still weak.
Veronica twisted around toward Marco. "Go," she said. "I'll get us home."
Marco's head snapped toward her. "I have to—"
"Marco! Go!"
