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What kid didn’t enjoy extra freaking cheese? “You just told me that you get contacted by people all the time. Your fan club is quite extensive, I’m sure.”
“It’s good to be appreciated.”
“You have people working for you, don’t you? You give orders, and they jump.”
Henry faced the front again. “My mail is checked by the warden.” He sent a little wave toward the mirror. “Hello, Warden Walker. How is that lovely wife of yours doing?”
Midas stalked back toward his father. He reached out—
One of the guards grabbed Midas’s hand. “You can’t touch him.”
He didn’t want to touch him. Midas wanted to rip his father apart. Okay, fine, some touching would be involved in the ripping violence. But Midas pulled his hand back. Sucked in a breath. “Codes. You slipped codes in your correspondence. Or maybe—maybe you were giving orders to some cellblock mates. Telling them what to do. When to do it. And they passed along your messages for you.”
Henry hunched his shoulders. “You’re always accusing me of crimes.”
“Because you always commit crimes!” Even though he wanted to storm out of that room, Midas returned to his spot on the opposite side of the table. He didn’t sit, though. Just stood, glaring.
“Establishing dominance?” Henry nodded in approval. “I like it. Obviously, you are the dominant one. Because you’re not the one in chains.”
“No, I’m fucking not in chains. Despite your efforts.”
“Hmmm.”
“First. Victim.” His voice vibrated with fury. Midas couldn’t help it. The rage he felt as he stared at his father was too strong.
“There isn’t anything of your mother in you. Not in your physical appearance, anyway.” His father’s head cocked as he studied Midas. “That’s practically my face you’re wearing.”
“That’s why it was so easy for you to set me up all those years ago.”
“We were kids when I met your mother. She had a thing for bad boys. So, of course, she fell for me.”
Like it got any badder than you.
“She wanted to fix me. Change me. Help me.” Henry winked. “The shrink wants to do that, too.”
“You can’t fix something as broken as you are.”
The shackles clinked once more. Henry touched his heart. “That hurts. Right here.”
“No, it doesn’t. You have to feel in order to hurt.”
Henry’s lashes flickered. “And that’s what your FBI buddy told you, isn’t it? That I don’t feel. That I’m some kind of psychopathic monster. I mimic emotions. I don’t actually love.”
“You didn’t love my mother, or you wouldn’t have killed her.”
A muscle flexed along Henry’s jaw. “Your mother left us.”
“No.” Midas wasn’t buying that lie any longer. “You always said that. But I don’t believe you.”
“Ah. Why not? Because you think she wouldn’t have left you? You think she would have stayed with you, through thick and thin? She left you. She learned what I was. Your mother thought you’d be the exact same thing.”
The exact same thing.
“So she ran. Took off when you were just a baby. Disappeared into the night, and I never saw her again.”
Thud. Thud. Thud. Midas’s heartbeat filled his ears like a blasting drum. “She would have taken me with her.”
“That’s what you’ve been telling yourself, huh?”
