Lorenzo’s POV“Amy,” I called, my voice calm.“You’re right, brother, or should I say my father’s killer,” she said, her lips curling into a sinister smile.I frowned. So this was all about taking revenge for that cruel man.“You’re surprised I found out you killed father?” she asked. “You shouldn’t be. News spreads so fast in the mafia world,” she said.I stared at the screen, at my once sweet, happy, fun, full of life sister. But now she is different. She held resentment, held hatred, held bitterness.No, this is not who she was. At that moment, I felt hurt, not because I killed father, but because my actions had affected the first person that had accepted and treated me well when I was first adopted.“I’m sorry, Amy,” I apologized, my voice remorseful.“Shush,” she whispered, her hand placed on her lips. “You don’t get to apologize now just because you want me to release your family. Five years, Lorenzo. I waited for you to call and apologize, waited for you to say that one word, s
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