I took a bullet for Victor, but the Mafia Godfather repaid me by ordering a doctor to inject permanent neurotoxin into my right arm. As my veins burned, I realized he was framing me for his money-laundering crimes just to pave the way for his new marriage to the mayor’s daughter. Tomorrow, I must choose whether to quietly sign the confession at the hearing or orchestrate a suicidal escape during the prisoner transfer. Rebelling means sacrificing my shattered right hand forever, leaving a hideous scar and ensuring I can never fire a weapon at my peak again. Holding the secret execution order Victor signed to change my transport route, I step into the heavily guarded van. He believes I am his obedient, crippled scapegoat, completely unaware of the deadly plunge awaiting us on the river bridge.