Lily of the Madheart.

Sebasti

s turning his sights away from me becau

. It's deathly silent because the work day was over hours ago. In fact, there should only be two people in the

the top floor and step out

sir but

Almost, Uncle likes to toe the line. She follows me as fast as

rl behind me. "I'm sorry sir. I tried to tell him you

nd. Never mind that there was nothing she could have done to stop me, my unc

when he congratulated me on becoming Don after I killed

knife to carve my chest; punishment for killing

es to thumb through the file in his hand. A fucking power play, to say he still has some s

barrel of my gun poke into my side. You're never fully dressed without a piece.

." Boy? I g

nter table is low, so she has to bend over to set it down. And although she angles her

ose years ago, killed in the same shootout that killed my mother. He hasn't learned any of their names

may be graying at the temples but he's still a smart man, one who doesn

s, eyes still on his phone. "He's also in the Family. He

ing. Fire him and find a

et." My uncle sits back, all pretense gone. He thinks he's figured it out, my dilemma, and dro

es

sit back, as though I just wanted him to c

s to know you sen

stand. "T

his beady eyes. I see the moment of realization, see his lips begin to fo

e goddamn files he was looking at. The noise is not loud enough to drown ou

Her eyes are as round as her open mouth. I knew there was a p

ake and she stumbles on her words, "I won't say any

my gun down. "Wh

" she ch

rna

her eyes shining with th

he shakes her head, sn

tian M

nd she bows her he

at those with whom I am

ken sob leaving her. She heaves, trying to catch her breath

" she c

u a question

. The Madheart M

ll on her knees - out of my way, flattening herself to the door. She's f