LIAM
THIS IS TORTURE!
I want to scream but I think better of it and keep my mouth shut as the three of us—Kian, Jennifer, and I—dine silently. There is no sound aside from clatters from cutleries' click and clack and Jennifer's lame attempts to strike up a conversation with Kian. He has almost stopped talking since we got back to his fortress a week ago. Only the Gods know what is going through his twisted head now.
She looks at me with a pitying look in her eyes that makes me want to hurl.
It's been a week since Kian and I got back from the mass murder that we committed. Andreas died and his father went berserk. He came in a few days ago and tried to pressure Kian to look into the case. Ironic how he is telling one of the culprits to find out the culprit.
Kian denied him. He just simply said, "This is nothing but an assassination attempt which was successful. I can do nothing about it other than advise you to tighten your security measures."
