82. Blinded

LEO.

“There!” Emmet hissed as he glared up at me with hatred.

Dad frowned, looking at him sharply. “How could you enter a place that is scarred with so much darkness?”

“Because no one would ever think to look there.” I said quietly, taking a step back from the bastard on the floor. “None of us would ever think one of us would even step into that place willingly…”

I looked at the metal walls of the cell, flashes of the dark stone walls of the caverns returning to the forefront of my mind.

He smirked coldly. “You’re too late…”

“Oh yeah? We’ll see about that. Why did you taint the drugs?” I asked. His smirk faltered, and he clenched his jaw as if not wanting to answer.

“Why do you think? The more that die… because of you, the worse you would have felt… you were never one of us Leo, you were always one of them!” He hissed.

So his only incentive was to make me feel guilty. How blinded was I to think he actually considered me a brother, but even I knew when someone was too far gone t