Chapter 163 I Was Just Getting Started
- Angel.
- The café was small, half-lit by morning sun spilling through the blinds. The smell of burnt toast and coffee sat heavy in the air. I sat in a corner booth, a plate of bread and eggs in front of me, and a cup of coffee that had already gone cold.
- I kept hearing my father’s voice in my head. His words, sharp and cruel when he said, “You’ll have to kill Castle.”