na's

eamed. "You c

Leo's pinky finger, the sound of snappin

tore through the sil

is polished dress shoes stepping right into the pool of b

ood dripping from his forehead. He lifted his hea

ned his dark silk tie, twirling t

ed his teeth, enunciating every word

h caught in

d his lead soldier: "Break every singl

ground with a heavy boot on his left hand. The

dissolved into

his lips: "Didn't you love painting, Leo? Let's se

m. But my fingers phased rig

ion. I couldn't even m

s weep and wail,

snapped the

brink of fainting. He lay trembling on the floor, barely conscio

im by the hair, and yanked his

heavily against the concrete. The

applause echoed thr

s of the wareh

dragged my mother into

, her eyes wi

the floor, his voice so hoarse it wa

d Rosa hard across the face. The muf

herself, her

mangled hands, sh

es on Dante, her voice raspy: "You're going to ro

istance between th

hair and yanked her head back

ngly calm. "Give me her location, and I'll

him, refusing to yield e

rough but crystal clear: "She

ned. A muscle tick

er hair and t

t his men: "Bring

e soldier pick up the heavy metal

sed out. She collapsed onto the c

ith disgust. He kicked her, rolling her ove

he pooling blood. He casually kicked my brother's batt

id to the empty warehouse, his voi

oldier rushed

ped in front of Dante, panting heavil

ession shift

ished from his face. He took the phone, hi