Chapter 3Murphy
He woke up some time ago, with no idea how long he’d been asleep, feigning sleep until he was ready to face Remus Mazarin again. Murphy listened to the man’s steady breaths. In. Out. Occasionally, Remus muttered something under his breath he couldn’t quite catch.
Murphy’s entire world had once again tilted on its axis. He wondered if it would ever right itself. A cold-blooded killers’ twin brother sat in the car beside him after rescuing Murphy from a professional hit that the killer’s father—Remus’ father—had put out on him. This was the stuff of fiction. Not real life. Unbelievable didn’t even begin to cover the shitstorm that had descended on him.
Even after establishing the man beside him wasn’t his twin brother, Murphy hadn’t been certain what to do, whether he coul
