“You heard me right, Anthony,” his father stuttered, voice cracking as his hands flew up in surrender. Anthony’s grip on his collar loosened, and instead, a violent tremor ripped through his own body, his fingers twitching where they hovered in the air.
“No,” Anthony spat, the word slicing out like a blade. “You’re lying. You’re only saying this so I don’t end you right here.” His eyes widened, fury blazing hot and wild across his face, jaw clenched so tight it ached.
“It’s not a lie,” his father breathed, chest heaving. “I only just found out myself.” He swallowed hard, eyes darting. “So if you kill me now… you’ll never see your mother again.”
Anthony’s breath hitched, a raw, broken sound clawing up his throat. “You’re messing with me,” he yelled, voice cracking with the weight of year
