CHAPTER 66
MARCO
THE WEIGHT OF BLOOD
I didn't know if to be happy or relieved that this wasn't about my father anymore and I had every justifiable reason to want to watch him burn.
The whole thing still clung to me even long after I left Travis behind in the lab, sinking into my bones with every step I took away from the sterile corridor. The doors sealed shut behind me in a mechanical hiss as I walked on. Thankfully, I didn't run into my father like I thought I would.
I didn’t slow down or bothered to look back. That was rule number one when dealing with Alessandro De Luca’s world: never look like you're hesitating. Any moment of hesitation could place you under his scrutiny.
I walked by a glass building and my reflection flashed briefly in the glass panels lining its walls and I
