Page 244 of Fatality

I grimace, fucking weirdo.

“You're fucking weird. Psychopath weird.”

He only nods in agreement, grinning.

He closes his eyes before opening them again, but the way he looks at me has changed.

He's deadly serious.

“Ren dug into your brother's past,” he starts. “Couldn't find shit besides the accident photos, a letter got the Enforcers to reopen the case. Handwritten. But we couldn’t access it.”

He pauses, searching my face.

My eyes widen, my hands digging into his chest, my heart has clearly stopped beating.

“So?” I hiss through my teeth.

“The problem is that we couldn't find anything else. We looked into the owner of the car—dead three years ago. Convenient, huh?”

He shrugs before continuing like he's talking about the weather or fucking mechanics.

“The file on your brother's death is encrypted, sealed so well that Ren can't hack it. That's all we have.”

“Oh.” I say, disappointed.

I lower my head, shaking from the revelation.

Someone wants to bury what happened to my brother, someone wants me to suffer, someone is giving me the exact reason to blow everything up.

But Kyle didn't deserve this, no matter what his past was, and it's getting us nowhere.

My hands curl into fists, my nails digging into my palms. All I can feel is rage and disappointment.

His fingers glide under my chin, his thumb applying pressure as he forces my head up to look at him.

I know I look like I'm about to explode—in tears or rage, both, even me, I don’t know which one.

But the first thing coming into my mind is that I want to destroy everything in my way until I find out what happened to Kyle.

What really happened.

And who's behind all of this.

But I can’t, even Evren and Ren couldn’t find anything.

“What's on your mind, little troublemaker?”

“I... I don't know.” I manage to say with a shaky voice. “It feels like hitting a wall.”

“Then hit it until you break it.”

I look at him, really look at him.

His eyes aren't glowing.

In the dim light of the car and the garage, his face seems softer.

He looks younger, but also more dangerous.