Twelve
RYLAND POV.
Roaring in anger, I flung the glass I held in my hand against the wall, my chest heaving erratically. Jade was not here and yet it was a freaking battle to get everyone to respect and obey me. I'd done everything, killed, tortured, and maimed, but yet, they kept asking for her and saying all sorts of s**t about how I was unfit to lead, and they also suspected that I had something to do with my father's death.
That wasn't far-fetched because I did, but they'll never catch me, I'll kill each one of them before they got to me. I smirked, thinking about all the blood I'd already shed in just a few days of taking over the syndicate.
The door to my office opened and Simone stepped through the door, his gaze weary.
"Shut the door behind you," I said and he obliged. "W
