Chapter 110 Too Much Blood

• DEL MORINO
• The atmosphere surrounding me was oppressive. It was more than I wanted to acknowledge the weight of the bodies—the loss, the blood —was bearing down on me. But I had to hide it. I couldn't let my men see me fall apart. Not at this time. I had a lot of work to do. I froze for a moment staring out at the clearing where the dead bodies were strewn about like discarded dolls. I needed to concentrate.
• The anger and fear that were brewing inside of me were too strong for me to ignore. I still haven't found Layla. And I had to find her before it was too late. I took my phone out of my pocket and dialed the number, my fingers trembling just a little.