CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY TWO – WATCHING THE CAPTIVE

The men filed out reluctantly, casting furtive glances at Joan as they went. Only Enzo lingered, his meaty fists clenched at his sides. "You can't be serious, boss," he growled, his beady eyes fixed on Joan with undisguised hatred. "She's a lying rat, can't you see that? She'll turn on us the first chance she gets." Antonio's gaze hardened, and he leveled a finger at Enzo's chest. "I said, leave us," he repeated, his voice laced with steel. Enzo held his gaze for a moment longer, then spat on the floor at Joan's feet and stalked out, muttering curses under his breath. Once they were alone, Antonio turned his attention back to Joan, his expression inscrutable. "Tell me, Keppler," he said, his voice deceptively mild. "What other talents have you been hiding from me?" Joan hesitated, uncertain of how much to reveal. But one look into Antonio's eyes told her that honesty was her only option. "I... I have a knack for electronics, circuits, that sort of thing," she admitted. "It was p