章 82: | The Bitter Truth

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 

My heart almost stopped at my father's words. "Is Layla hurt?"

"No. No, it's not like that."

I scowled. "Then what?"

The old man stopped and looked up at the roof. "Your brother and Lucio had a run-in with some of the Morellos men." He turned to face me. "It didn't end so well."

"Meaning it turned into a bloodbath." It wasn't a question. When things didn't end well, it usually meant someone died. "Antonio and Lucio okay?"

"Yes. They're fine."

Nothing about his demeanor gave me the impression that everyone was fine. The grim look on his face, the way his shoulders were slumped forward said to me that I wasn't going to like the next part of this fucking story.

"What happened?"

He took a deep breath. "I think it best you wait for Antonio to get here."