Lazar’s POV

My uncle was not a family man. He had never been. Trevor was what a lot of people would call a lone wolf. Even before he went rogue, he would mostly stick to himself.

“Learn to loosen up, little brother,” my father used to say to him when it was just the two of them at home.

“I can’t loosen up, Aleksandr. There’s so much at stake!”

“I know but you can’t solve everything in one night, can you? Just do what I do. Take it one step at a time.”

I had been hiding and listening to their conversation from the hallway. Serena hadn’t been born at...