Lazar’s POV

“Where is Delvano?” I yelled out loud to no one in particular.

“I’m here, Don.”

I turned around to look at him and it was evident that he was guilty. I didn’t give a shit about that right now.

“So you knew about the fire?” I barked and he barely flinched.

“Yes, I did,” he replied.

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

He stayed quiet and his silence only made me more infuriated. “Answer me when I’m talking to you!”

“I’m sorry but it skipped my mind. I didn’t realize how important it was for you to know.”

My uncle had planted a fire in the same mall that...