Chapter Forty-One
Candace
Dominic takes both my hands into his and keeps his gaze trained on me.He's worried about me again. I’m worried about myself too.I’m not sure how I’ll react to what’s going to happen next.
Dominic got back from San Diego earlier.
I’ve been brought up to speed on what's happening and I now know everything he knows.Richard Fenmoir is the king, and my uncle still works for him.
It turns out my suspicions about Richard were right, and danger was just the beginning of the trouble I could have landed myself in if I'd followed through with my crazy plan for Jacques.
I was playing with fire indeed and I would have been obliterated because Jacques isn't who he says he is.
“Angel, I’m not really happy about this.It’s going to be intense in there.We’ll do things that will shock you.Things I can’t and won’t apologize for,” Dominic says.
“I know,” I breathe.
“Honestly, I don’t want you to see us like that.I don’t want you to go in there.”
“I have to see him. It’s something I have to do.” I nod firmly and swivel my head toward the metal door ahead of us in the alleyway.
This is where the guys bring people to interrogate them, and sometimes... kill them.I’ve only seen this place once, and it was one of those rare occurrences.
It’s not quite dark yet, so I can see faint drops of blood on the paved surface of the alleyway.
Is it his?
Uncle Lucas is inside there. I gaze at the metal door ahead and a silent shudder runs through my body from the uncertainty of what I’m going to see.
Dominic’s men found Lucas a few hours ago and he was brought here.I wasn’t told what hole he’d been hiding in all these years, and I don’t care to find out.All I know is tonight I will face this fiend.A man who brought darkness into my life for so many years.He changed everything for me.
The terrible thing about it is, I could have been happy if not for him.My parents were humble people who loved and valued each other.I didn’t need anything else. There would have been another way to help Papa.Uncle Lucas could have even loaned him the money himself to get out of debt, but he had other things in mind for my mother.
Uncle Lucas was….
I shake my head and blow out a ragged breath.Uncle? No. He lost the right for me to call him uncle a long time ago.He is not my uncle. He is just evil.
“I’m ready,” I say to Dominic and he gives me a curt nod.
“Come.” He takes my hand and leads me down the path.
As we walk through the alley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil when I think of how far I’ve come, and all that has happened to lead me here.The strength it has taken to come to terms with the past and face this man will shape the rest of my life.
The door squeaks open when Dominic pushes it forward and we walk in.
What I see inside laces my mind with fear.
Massimo and Tristan stand beside each other, their faces stern, riddled with darkness.
Aiden stands next to Massimo with a case of knives.Cory is in the far corner behind a table with a dashboard.
In front of them is a lanky looking man with salt and pepper hair attached to the chains on the wall.He’s hunched forward and his clothes are covered in blood.
This is the darkness the guys try to protect me from, and who they truly are.This is them exacting retribution and what they mean by taking matters into their own hands.
When the man lifts his head and looks at me, I see it’s him.Lucas.
Bastard.