I didn't want to believe it

In this dark world, I knew better than anyone that greed and a thirst for power could turn a loyal brother into an enemy overnight. But Adam? My own flesh and blood? Was he truly capable of setting me up?

I stared coldly at Romano, who was squirming and sobbing on the hot chair. The smell of singed denim filled the interrogation room, and in a few more seconds, the steel frame would burn straight through to his skin.

Adam had been away in the States for months, but had he fallen under the wrong influence? Had he decided to turn against me? I...