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incest. Their love had been doomed like ours, but her parents had let me run into
an open knife, hadn’t warned me when I allowed Andrea to spend every day
alone with my wife.
A knock sounded but I didn’t react. The door opened then. Faro slipped in
and appeared beside me. He said something but his words were muffled. He took
the letter from me. I let him. It didn’t matter if he read it.
“Cassio!” He shook me hard, and finally my focus snapped to him. Behind
him, my father leaned heavily on his walking stick, looking furious as he
scanned the letter.
“Don’t you dare feel guilty, Cassio,” he muttered. “That’s what she wanted.
She cheated on you, probably helped her brother leak information to the bikers,
tried to kill your children. She’s not worth a flicker of your guilt.”
Faro met my gaze. “You didn’t choose to marry her either. You both were
thrown into this marriage for tactical purposes. You aren’t any guiltier than she
is.”
And yet I felt it. “I don’t know how much Daniele saw of this.”
Father grimaced. “He won’t understand either way.”
“I locked that damn dog into the storage room. It was covered in blood,”
Faro said.
I nodded distractedly, but my gaze returned to Gaia. My wife had killed
herself because of me. I’d been the final nail in her coffin, but her parents had
built the fucking thing.
“Take care of everything,” I said. “I need to deal with something.”
Father gripped my arm. “Son, tell me you won’t do anything foolish?” I
rarely saw fear in his eyes, but there it was.
“Not the kind of foolishness you fear. It’s an act of cowardice and a crime
toward the ones left behind.” I ripped away from his grip and stalked away.
Faro hurried after me. “Do you need my help?”
“No.”
I took the car. Twenty minutes later, I knocked at my in-laws’ house. When
they opened the door, I pointed my gun at them. “Let’s talk about Andrea and
Gaia.”
The next day, their maid found them dead in their bedroom. They’d shot
themselves, unable to bear the death of their son and daughter. That was the
official statement.