Stanley
“How could you let this happen!?” I roar at Victor.
“Me? What the hell are you talking about, Stan?” Victor glares at me. “Are you blaming me?”
“Yes, I am blaming you. Your enemies nearly killed Frida and Rose. And my nephews!” I cry out.
“What the f**k, Stanley. You are acting like I don’t care or something. Rose is my wife and those are my children. Don’t you think I was just as worried?” Victor frowns.
I sigh. “Alright, yes. I am not being fair. We call came into your life knowing the risks. But, did you find out who attacked them?”
Victor’s expression softens as he nods. “Yeah, I did. It was the Crimson Serpents. They wanted to send a message and take me out of the game.”
My heart sinks at the news. “Now, what will happen?”
Victor’s eyes meet mine, determined. “We strik
