Everyone’s still dead silent, like the air itself is holding its damn breath, waiting for Dante to come back. My heart’s pounding so hard I swear it’s about to burst through my chest, and my fingers won’t stop shaking. I keep telling myself it ain’t even my fault. I was doing exactly what he asked me to do…watch out for Alessio, that’s all I did. I would’ve called him, I swear I would’ve, but there were no f*****g phones.
But deep down, I already know what he’s gonna ask. Marco. He told me clear as day not to go anywhere without Marco. And I did. I left. I disobeyed. There’s no talking my way out of this s**t. Dante’s gonna kill us all. I don’t even wanna imagine what the hell he’s doing to Acid and his crew right now. Must be a damn horror show in there.
“Aren’t you gonna get inside the
