Nightfall

Santiago

The intent to kill burned in my head as I slung back into my car. I had just killed off a traitor but a fresh hunger to kill was birthed inside of me.

I drummed my fingers on the steering wheel as I sped up. If what Andro said about Bianca was true, I would kill her and her father in the most brutal way.

My car came to a screeching halt in front of the office and I strutted out, drenched in the stench of blood. Guards scampered out of the way as I stumbled into the elevator.

Once in my office, I found the footage I requested on the table and I summoned a few people for questioning before I escaped into the shower.

I washed every part of my skin. I washed off every grit and the bastard's blood, I was as white as snow.

When I returned to my office, those whom I had summoned were already waiting.

With my gun perched in my hand, I started with Darko.

"In a few words, explain Bianca's involvement in Tiffany's kidnap."

Darko blinked hard and I corked my gun. I was in no mood for g