A few days later, in the underground garage of the Voss Consortium headquarters. The moment I stepped out of the private elevator, a tall shadow peeled out from the darkness. It was Gabriel.
A bandage was still wrapped around his shoulder, his eyes were hollowed out, and his face looked worse than ever. "Sofia, I've got the truth."
He stumbled forward and blocked my car. "The fire in the underground safe room five years ago was Elena's doing. I broke her hands and had her thrown into the lowest level of Mexara prison. She'll spend the rest of her life paying for what she did to you."
When he finished, he stared at me without blinking, like a loyal dog that had finally dragged back its prey, waiting for its master's approval.
"Sofia, I've taken revenge for you," his voice shook. "Can yo
