I quietly walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window in my living room. Uncle Aaron gave me this penthouse as a graduation gift.
I swirled the wine inside my glass. I took a small sip, letting out a soft sigh. After everything I witnessed tonight, I was spent.
I have already taken a shower. I scrubbed the blood off my skin, the smell of the warehouse. But the memories remained. I couldn't get it out of my mind.
It didn't help that I was alone. Maybe some company would have helped. I needed a distraction, something to take my mind off Armando and what my uncle did to him.
I gulped down the rest of the wine inside my glass, staring down at the city spread wide below me.
The city was different from where I grew up. The neighborhood used to be run by my father. The city was cold compa
