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Instantly, un was in my hand and pointed in the direction of the noise

It took ure in front of er All I wanted was to kill; the need was so overpowering that I didn’t give a fuck about who it was, I just needed to end someone’s life

But this figure was much smaller than I’d expected The blurry shape became sharper, more defined the more I blinked

“Cristian?”

The voice was ser froed to do

Lorenzo was tall for his age I’d always joked with hi a basketball player because of his natural ability with sports and his height He’d always been serious when replying, telling me his only future plans were to be like his father one day The sentence had not been spoken with resentment but with pride He and Isabella both adored their father and thought he hung the moon Why wouldn’t he want to be like him?

It was as if Lorenzo had shrunk three feet since the last ti down his face, and his entire body was trelued to mine, not the pool of blood on the floor Not his brutalized and dead sister My eyes flickered behind him, to the open door of a cabinet

He was staring atin the roo while they did that to her

If I hadn’t already been nuht’ve broken my heart

But I didn’t have one of those

Not anymore

Officer Greg Harris