Leonardo sat behind his enormous glass desk, the horizon shimmering behind him. He leaned back, slowly drumming his fingers, a smile already forming on his face as he looked at the contact information his secretary had unearthed.

Elena

(Mateo's "mysterious woman")

She rolled the name on her tongue like wine.

Sharp. Beautiful. Dangerous.

Frame.

The phone rang once.

Twice.

Then her voice came: soft, silky, indifferent.

"Hello?"

Leonardo's lips curled even more.

"Hello, stranger."

His voice ad