Chapter 27
Fury didn't begin to describe the emotion Santiago felt swirl in his chest. Any lingering spurts of confusion and desire he’d felt from the dream he had were long gone. It only took him a second to recognize the person standing by his son's bed, and in that second, Santiago’s entire body went rigid even as his blood went cold and then hot with blinding rage. His gun appeared in his hand almost instantly. Across the room, clearly having heard his entrance, Eduard Burns slowly turned from the crib and stared at his son. With light coming from the tall lamp beside Kaleth’s crib and more spilling in from the hallway behind Santiago, it was easy to read every expression on the man’s face. And what Santiago saw only fueled his anger. Because for a man caught creepily standing over a child’s
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