~Zane~My blood ran cold.I actually let out a nervous laugh. It was a desperate sound because part of me still believed, or desperately needed to believe, that this was some kind of sick, twisted joke.“What?” I breathed, my eyes darting between them.“You heard me,” my father replied, his tone as flat and indifferent as if he were discussing the weather.“Father, stop. This isn't funny.”“Stand there.”My boots stayed glued to the gravel. I refused to move an inch.My father’s voice dropped an octave, turning into something glacial and absolute. “I said stand there, Volk.”I looked over at my younger brother, searching his face for any sign of hesitation or a hint of a prank. “Noah? Come on, tell him.”Noah didn’t answer.“Noah?” I repeated, my voice cracking slightly.He didn't say a single word. Instead, he simply lifted the heavy pistol in his hands, his small fingers wrapping securely around the grip, bringing the barrel up with a terrifying, practiced ease.My heart slammed aga
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