He was going to give them no quarter. The McKinneys would suffer as they had, but it would be all for his daughter's sake. There was nothing more beautiful than his precious Dulce because no matter how hard he tried to forget it, she had a striking resemblance with his late wife.

She deserved everything good in life. A home that wasn't a war zone or being abandoned by a man who wanted only money and power. His heart hurt with grief each time he thought about how he had failed as a father.

She opened her eyes slowly, staring into the darkness at nothing. "Dulce?" Theodore asked softly. "Can...