Chapter 18

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Dominic
Present

It's been a week. Marcus, Niccolo and Theo have not answered their phones and are all virtually untraceable. Alicio has been losing his shit with Xyla and Sage will not stop asking about what we erased.

I sat at the kitchen table with Sage and Quin when Marcus walked in........covered in blood.

"Can I use your shower? Theo doesn't know how to not get blood everywhere." He seemed tired and my heart dropped.

"That's Theo's blood?" I asked as I jumped up.

"Oh no, no. He just likes to get messy when torturing people, but um....shower?" He asked again and I nodded.

"You can use mine. Xyla is in Dom's room." Sage spoke up and he nodded before he disappeared around the corner.

"Torture?" Quin got out of his seat and we all walked out of the kitchen to find Theo, although it was his voice outside that drew us out there to him.

"LISTEN UP." He shouted and I saw our guards lined up as he pulled out a gun. "IF YOU ARE AN AMERICANO STEP BACK. IF YOU CAME WITH US FROM ITALY STEP FORWARD." Our guards listened accordingly and there was a line of thirty Italians in front of Theo. His shirt was soaked with blood and Nico stood beside him, not a drop of blood seen on his jeans and white shirt.

"What's going on?" Maven walked up behind me and I didn't answer. She moved to get a look at what was going on and froze. Yeah I know Maven. He looks like a wild animal that was finally let out of his cage.

He was a mess and he wasn't himself.

"I'LL GIVE YOU ALL FIVE MINUTES TO START COMING CLEAN WITH EVERYTHING." He shouted and Quin and I shared a look.

"Come clean about what?" Sage mumbled but we didn't interfere. We simply watched the scene play out in front of us.

"No one wants to talk huh?" He opened the car door and dragged something out - or rather someone and it was a mess. The man was barely recognizable. You can feel the unease from the guards as they looked at the hollow shell of a man.

"A lot of you should recognize him. He's my uncle." Theo shrugged and my eyes widened. Ilan? What could have Ilan done to get him like this? Ilan was family to all of us, not just Theo.

"Should we stop him?" Quin asked and I shook my head no.

"He has an agenda and we need to let him carry it out, even if it is a mistake." I answered calmly.

"Does anyone here know what he did?" His voice cracked and he looked at all the senior guards. It took a few seconds for someone to step up.

"I- I know." Beratoli spoke and Theo tilted his head.

"Yeah? Do you know why? Can you give me an answer, because he refuses to talk?" Theo motioned to Ilan who laid still at his feet.

"He was in love with her and she...she didn't..." His voice shook.

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