CHAPTER 422. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. Weak Points

"You have to promise me you’ll let me do what’s necessary," he said, softly stroking her skin. "I’m sorry I’ve put you in this position. The last thing I wanted was for you to get involved in the agency’s filth."

Chiara sat up in bed, curling herself in the blanket, and looked at him thoughtfully.

"I’ve thought about that a lot lately, but it’s something you can’t and shouldn’t blame yourself for," she said. "If I had been ignorant of what was going on, if I didn’t know your true identity, I might have felt bad for being in the middle of this. But the truth is, I always knew what I was getting into."

"I don’t believe that for a second..."

"Did you forget that I was the one who sought you out?" Chiara replied. "I knew exactly who you were. I didn’t make the mistake of thinking the Director of Organized Crime for the CIA wouldn’t come with a lot of dangerous baggage." She hugged herself and smiled. "I’ve seen you do all sorts of things si