CHAPTER THREE-5

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“Have you lost your mind?” Adolf screamed as he smashed his glass against the wall. Mikel remained silent. He had never seen his father like this before. Beet red face, cords standing out on his neck, a vein pulsing ominously at the left temple. “Your little side project could ruin us, you ungrateful bastard!” “Dad, I’ll take care of it.” “Damn right you will. Tonight, Mikel. And if you ever pull another stunt like this again, so help me God I will take you out myself. Are we clear?” “Clear, Dad.” Adolf stormed out of the room. I deserved that, Mikel said to himself. He had become so addicted to seeing the Bella visions that he had been neglecting everything else. Adolf couldn’t reach him by intercom, so his father had come down to check progress on the serum and found him with Cin

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