Chapter 300
NICK
When I heard about the shooting at Olivia’s house, my mind went blank. Samuel had been outside at the time. The thought of what could have happened made my blood boil. Without hesitation, I stormed into the room where we kept Xander.
The moment I saw him, rage took over. By the time I realized what I was doing, my fists were already slamming into him. He had been asleep, only to wake up to a beating. My arm ached, but I didn’t care.
Xander groaned, coughing. “Nick, I’ve told you everything know. What more do you want?” His voice cracked, his eyes pleading I didn’t think men like him could plead.
“You’ve tortured me enough. I didn’t even torture Olivia this much. Just kill me if you have to, but stop dragging this out.”
I chuckled darkly. “Funny how people like you hate the pain you so easily inflict on others.”
He said nothing, just stared at me with hollow eyes.
“Your men shot up Olivia’s house today,” I said coldly. “They almost killed my son.”
His eyes widened, and he shook his head. “That’s not possible.”
h, it’s very possible. And you’re going to tell me exactly where they’re hiding in New Village.”
“oh,
Xander let out a dry, humorless laugh. My stomach twisted. He had no remorse, no understanding of the destruction he’d caused. I punched him again, harder. His head snapped back, blood trickling from his lip.
He spat at the floor, then straightened, looking at me with dark, soulless eyes. “How am I supposed to know where they are? I’ve been locked up here.”
He wasn’t lying, but the way he said it made my jaw clench. He could still be hiding something.
Xander smirked. “You came in here to beat me up for your team’s failure? That’s rich.” He laughed like I had told a joke. “You act without planning, and when things go south, you blame me?”
I gritted my teeth.
“You don’t like hearing the truth, do you?” He exhaled. “Here’s a thought–take a long, hard look at yourself instead of using me as a scapegoat. Maybe then you’ll figure out what really went wrong.‘
Every word out of his mouth was fuel to my fire. He was right about one thing–it wasn’t just about the failed. attack. It was about Olivia. It was about how his twisted thirst for revenge had started this entire mess.
I took a slow step toward him. “If I were you, I’d be grateful I’m still breathing.”
Xander tilted his head. “You say that, but you haven’t done anything yet. When the time comes, will you even be able to do it? Or will you leave it to your big, bad mafia boss Luke?”
He was testing me.
“You think you’ve won, don’t you?” I whispered.
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