Chapter 99 Investigation

The line goes dead. She hung up on me. When I try the number again, an automated voice plays in my ear. “The number you have dialed is not in service.”

I throw my phone across the room with an angry shout, watching it shatter into a hundred tiny pieces, and scatter all over the floor.

Fuck.

Alessandra Franco POV

“What were you thinking?” Dad asks me. He doesn’t shout, doesn’t raise his voice. In fact, his tone is perfectly calm and level, like this is just any other run-of-the-mill conversation.

And that’s how I know he’s pissed.

I sit across from him on the living room couch, rubbing my hands together. They’re stained red with my brother’s blood. Somewhere upstairs, I can hear him groaning and wailing in pain. Aunt Natalia is with him, tending to his injuries. Nothing too serious, she told us. All he needs is a couple of stitches, some antibiotics, and some rest. The bullets had gone through and had hit nothing vital. But her prognosis does little to settle my fried nerves.

“Did you