Chapter 12

• Leo’s finger tightened on the trigger. The gun felt too light and too heavy at the same time. His sister stood three meters away, calm like this was just another family dinner. Luca — Kai’s mirror image — watched him with the same cold patience Kai used when he was deciding whether to kill someone.
• “Ten seconds,” Luca said.
• Leo’s mind raced. Every memory of Kai flashed through him — the way he had taken the bullet in the warehouse, the way he had held Leo after every fight, the way he had looked at him like Leo was the only thing worth protecting in a world built on lies. The video of his father and sister planning his death played on loop in his head.