222|Flesh Wound

"I didn't know," Piper said as soon as Austin sat down. "Honestly, I would never have imagined it was Leks. I just didn't see Iris having an affair with him. Maybe because we all know how insane he is—"

"Stop talking, Piper!" Austin warned her. But it was almost as if she'd slipped into a trance and couldn't hear him as she cleaned his wound. All she was concerned about, it seemed, was purging herself of all the lies and secrets. So she continued talking, despite the deadly look in his eyes.

"It all makes sense now why when I called Andrei later that day to tell him about your father taking the samples, he lost his shit," she continued. "I just thought he was angry with your old man for interfering. I realise now it may have been Iris and his brother he was upset with."

"Can you just wrap this shit up, please?" Austin snapped, feeling sick to his stomach.

"I'm so sorry," Piper sniffled, her hands violently shaking as she applied an antibiotic ointment on his wound and dressed it with g