Chapter 113 Madness

Xander Mancini POV

I have no memory of sliding into the back seat, wedged between Samuel and Damien. I don’t recall the drive back into Rome. The police are everywhere, but they pay us no mind, our taxi camouflage working its usual magic. I have no memory of stepping into my cold, dark apartment, nor do I remember getting into the shower to wash off all the blood and grime.

There’s no telling how long I remain under the shower’s spray. I crank up the temperature until the water’s borderline scalding in the hopes it’ll help me feel something. It doesn’t.

My brothers are still here by the time I finally find the strength to dry off and dress. They mill about my kitchen, talking quietly amongst themselves. All traces of conversation cease the second I step into view. Leo, Samuel, Roman, and Damien watch me, good little soldiers waiting for orders that won’t come.

“Tell us what to do,” Damien says. “What do we do now?”

“This is a grand opportunity for us,” Leo replies. “With most of our e