Chapter 62

The voice was that of Dagger.

Dagger bursted into the room, his face a mask of rage. Rafe, his nephew, was alreadystanding in the center of the room, halfway through heading out of the door, looking helplessly between his uncle and Mr Jones Vones, the man who held his future in his hands.

"What do you think you're doing?" Mr Jones Vones shouted, his voice filled with fury.

Dagger turned to Mr Jones Vones, his eyes cold and calculating. "Rafe is my nephew, he is one of my concerns," he said.

Mr Jones Vones' fists clenched. "The agreement clearly stated that you would help me get my revenge, not stop me from it. Dagger, step aside. His arm is meant to go off today"

Mr Jones Vones's lips thinned. "It's business. It's what I do. You have no say in it."

Rafe stepped forward, his voice trembling. "Dagger, please, don't let them do this," he said. "It's not right."

Dagger looked at his nephew, his heart filled with as he spoke. "It's not right," he echoed. "And I won't let them do that to