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Ch-28: The ties of blood

Author: JKRV
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-08 23:59:16

Nico's POV:

I didn’t stop to think. Not about Miley’s worried face behind me, not about the glass still clutched in her hand, not even about the champagne we never got to sip.

Tulio was gone.

And my world had narrowed to that one, merciless fact.

The moment Manny hung up, I moved. Not fast. Not frantically. Just… deadly. The kind of quiet that comes before a bullet finds its mark.

I threw open the front door and headed straight for the car. My hands clenched the wheel before the engine even roared to life. By the time I peeled out of the driveway, I was already halfway inside my head… somewhere dark, cold, sharpened to a point.

*****

I tore through the city like a storm that refused to warn anyone. Red lights didn’t mean shit. Horns blared, tires screamed, and still I kept going.

The streets blurred past, streaks of neon and concrete, but all I could see was Tulio’s crooked smile. His cracked-lens glasses. His ridiculous obsession with pineapple soda.

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