I didn't know who Giovanni Santa Maria was the night I walked into my apartment to find him sitting in my chair drinking my whiskey while his men stood sentry. I didn't need to know to understand he was dangerous. But he knows who I am and he needs something from me. Something I can't give him. I'm a cartel princess. I was one, at least. But my family was betrayed, the cartel toppled. And I'm not supposed to be alive. Giovanni...