Kael
Timothy's head snaps to the side and blood pours from his lips. "Kael. I am your cousin. Why are you doing this?"
I hit him again for good measure, before wiping his blood from my knuckles and turning to my uncle.
"Hector, Hector, Hector," I taunt him, but he isn't even man enough to meet my gaze.
The father and son duo wasn't hard to pull out of hiding. All I had to do was dangle a little bit of money in front of their faces and they ran to it like the fools they are.
They had wrongly assumed that their little attack left me so injured that I would be in the hospital for months. Hell, that might have been the case if it weren't for Lily. If she hadn't ruined all of her clothes, bandaging me and dragging me to the safe house, I might have died, but Hector and Timothy
