I tilted my face up, tears stinging in my eyes. Swallowing my pride because it wasn’t worth Samuel’s life, I lowered myself to my knees right in front of Remo. I knew what he wanted, what he’d wanted from the start, and today he’d get it. And I told you I won’t ever cut you again, Angel.” I grasped Remo’s arm, my eyes begging with him, even though I knew he didn’t have a heart I could soften. Soon he’d be submitted to the horrors he’d wanted to save me from.
Once he wakes, Nino and I will tend to him.” I knew what that meant.Ī terrifying, agonized scream echoed through the basement. “Not much yet,” he said as he closed the door. My chest constricted so tightly I was sure to pass out any second. Inside lay Samuel, covered in blood and not moving except for the shallow rise and fall of his chest. He led me down into the basement, and holding me by the arm so I couldn’t storm inside, he opened one of the cells. “I’m not lying.” He grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of my room. “He’s not dead yet,” Remo murmured, dark eyes scanning my face. If Samuel was dead, I couldn’t go on living, not with the knowledge that he’d died to save me. “I think your twin would gladly put his life down for you, Angel. The predatory gleam in them made my heart thud even faster. I rushed toward Remo, clutched his bloody shirt. “You’re lying,” I gasped out, voice broken and hollow.Ī dark smile curled his lips.
Remo came in covered in blood, and I started trembling, terrified my greatest horrors had come true.įor a couple of heartbeats, Remo regarded me. I forced myself to stand when the lock turned. I’d heard the shooting, had prayed that the Outfit would win. I could feel the color draining from my face. “Go into the basement and help Nino torture the Outfit asshole.”
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