Chapter 7

A month later, all the prominent figures in both legal and criminal circles gathered in Savon's grandest church, St. Marlow Cathedral. They held glasses of champagne as they prepared to witness the wedding of Don Leone and his "pure angel", Rebecca. As for me, I was sitting in a secret chamber in the building across from the church. A hidden camera offered me a clear live view of the wedding of the century. On the screen, Casper gazed at Rebecca with a possessive and protective look. I picked up the glass of red wine next to me and swirled it, a cold smirk curving on my lips. They could show off to their heart's content. After all, this would be the last performance of their sickening love story. The priest stood at the altar, waiting for the newlyweds to make their vows. Casper's reply rang loud and clear, powerful beyond doubt. When it was Rebecca's turn, her voice was gentle but steady. "I do." At the critical moment, just as the priest was about to declare them husband a