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“We have the numbers inside the church. But it’s bad.” His eyes slid away from me. “Most of ours carry empty guns, and…”
And what?
Why couldn’t he look at me?
Fucking face me!
“Speak,” I gritted.
“It’s bad, boss. They’ve captured many, and…”
The current pulled me beneath. Stealing my breath. Burning my lungs. Poisoning me in salt as open wounds torched in pain. Every gasp for air was replaced by suffocating blades slicing through my airway, flooding me with fear.
“Katia?” I whispered her name, obtaining the response I sought out of him.
Fer’s eyes lowered, and his head turned to the rail opening. Katia was through there.
She couldn’t be.
Breathe.
It was shallow. Useless.
Katia.
I took a step, and a hand stopped me.
“Wait, Lucca. You must think it through,” Arlo rushed out.
Think it through?
All I did was fucking think! I was a prisoner of the future, pondering for a time when I wished to be God. As if every piece I moved didn’t cause a chain reaction. As if I felt anything but anger.All the time.
Anger for my mother.
Anger for the boy I once was.
Anger for who I’d become.
Anger becauseI enjoyed it.
Just anger.
Until her.
I pushed him back against the wall with my arm over his collarbone.
“Look at what it’s gotten me.”
“Don’t lose control. Not now.”
Not now…
My lips curled with a snarl.
“What control?” I pushed off his body and turned.
“You hear that, sweetheart?” Old croaks rasped, and I was paralyzed. Feet rooted, soles embedded to the ground byhisvoice. “Silence. Either he’s dead or inside.” He chuckled. “Oh, Lucc-aaa!” Borelli sang loudly.
