"We're not going."

Sienna stared at Dante. He was standing by the window, looking out at Lisbon's lights. The photo of Leo was still in his hand.

"What do you mean we're not going? The Council meeting is tonight."

"They know where Leo is. Which means we need to get him first. Move him again." Dante turned to face her. "The meeting doesn't matter if my son is dead."

"And if we don't show up? What then?" Sienna crossed the room to him. "They'll know you're afraid. They'll know they won. And they'll come after all of us anyway."

"I can protect him."

"By running? By hiding?" She grabbed his...