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Chapter 55

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Logan's P. O. V.

The day I found out that Santiago DeAngelo had been killed by someone, I didn't know what to think. I've lived all my life feeling like he was too immortal to be killed, I never saw the part where he was still human with flesh and blood who could be killed by the pack of enemies he made for himself. He was my model and I adored him, always looked up to him. I believed in him so much that I forgot that he could be someone's target.

That's when I knew that there was more to the world I know than I'd thought.

You know that feeling you get after you've been doused in ice cold water and just for a few seconds it feels like you've been frozen in a glacier or something like that?

That was the feeling I got as I stared down into the seemingly dark, fathomless pale blue eyes of my uncle as he laid lifeless at the end of the dark tunnel leading down the water wash next to the bushes, a bullet hole in the middle of his forehead. I knew that if I hadn't found h
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