MADE FOR THE DON BROTHERS: ONE'S TOY, THE OTHER'S OBSESSION 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 15

"Surrounded?" Kevin asked. "By whom?""All of them." Marco was still bent over, one hand gripping the end of a pew. "Six cars are at the bottom of the hill. Two across the road, the rest in the grass. I counted thirty men before I ran.""Did they see you?""They saw me. Alistair saw me."Marco finally raised his head. His face was grey. "He let me go. He said the priest and the captains could pass. Nobody else.""Why would he let them pass and forbid his own men from coming up?" I asked."Because he thinks the law is on his side," Leonard said.He crossed to the window and pulled the curtain back an inch. Far below, small red lights glowed in the darkness. Engines idled along the road."Even if he stands before nine captains and swears this must be done, he cannot stop the vow without being the one who breaks the law. If he interferes before sunrise, he risks losing the very claim he's trying to protect.""So he's going to let it happen?" I asked, though I was not sure I wanted to hea

When I woke up, the room was dark. And for a few seconds, I did not recognise the ceiling above me. Then I remembered the chapel, the wedding; Leonard's key, and the bolt on my door.I had slept through the day. My body felt heavy; and my mouth was dry. I sat up slowly, trying to work out how long I had been asleep.Then I heard the three soft taps coming from the door.“It's only me, child,” Marta called from the other side.I got out of bed and checked the bolt before opening it. Marta stood outside my door with a tray. A bowl of soup sat beside a piece of bread and a cup of tea.“Look at you,” she said. “You slept like the dead.”“That's one way to put it.” I allowed a smile to touch my lip. And Marta gave me a strange look, then entered when I stepped aside.“This is the smallest room on the floor,” she said, placing the tray on the table. “You could have chosen the bigger one.”“I like this one.”“Because of the lock?”I glanced at the door. “Yes.”Marta followed my gaze. For a m

“What did he mean about the hinges?” Leonard asked quietly. He still held Marta against his chest, his eyes fixed on the top of the stairs where his brother had been standing.“I don't know.”“Did he say anything to you at the chapel? Anything at all?”“No. Only what you heard.”Leonard's jaw tightened. For a moment, he said nothing. His arms shifted beneath Marta as he adjusted his hold on her, careful not to hurt her.“Then it's a trick,” he added. "He wants you awake all night, staring at a door. That's how he works. He doesn't hit first. He makes you flinch first.”I tried to smile, but my mouth felt stiff. “And I think it's working on me now,” I whispered.Leonard looked at me.And I wished immediately I hadn't admitted it. I didn't want him to think Alistair had already won. But pretending I wasn't frightened would have been pointless. My mind was still on that staircase, on Alistair's calm face and the way he had spoken about my door as though he knew something I didn't.“It wo