Silver's POV
“What the f**k was that?” I blurted the moment we stepped into the mansion.
“Who would do that to an old defenseless lady?”
“Nah, she ain't old,” Raid said as he walked past me to the bar.
“And neither is she defenseless. Whoever killed her had to be strong, powerful to deflect her weird voodoo thingy,”
“Khang?” Jericho pried the drink from his hand.
“Your family put us in this mess. And now we are standing in the frontline with you,”
“Seriously?” Raid scoffed with a soft laugh.
“From what I can tell, the screw up came from your father. He was in charge of delivering whatever the package was and he screwed that up,”
“They have started killing,” I fell back on the couch with my thoughts hanging above my head.
“ People are dying for our sins, we have to act. N
