Vendetta - Dayna

The Last Vendetta

But the name wasn't a pose. It was a promise. dayna vendetta

She found out why at twenty-two, when a man in a charcoal suit sat across from her in a 24-hour diner and slid a photograph across the sticky table. “Your father,” he said, “didn’t walk out. He was erased. And the people who erased him? They’ve been watching you since you were born. They named you as a warning.” The Last Vendetta But the name wasn't a pose

Dayna Vendetta didn’t choose the name. It chose her. ” he said

“Good,” she said. “Tell me where to start.”

So Dayna leaned in. Leather jacket. Chain wallet. A smile that said try me and leave me alone in the same crooked line.