Page 291 of Marcello

“No,” Dario said coldly. “We did.”

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Ifelt like the world had suddenly collapsed beneath my feet.

“…what?!”

“Our uncle tried to kill us,” Dario said, “so we killed him instead.”

I stared at him in horror. “When?!”

“Three months ago.”

I stood there, stunned into silence –

But my mind was racing.

Three MONTHS ago?!

I’ve been living in hell, dealing with Cesare and Lucrezia’s bullshit, KILLING people, risking my life –

For NOTHING?!

“Amato had to have known Fausto was dead,” Niccolo said, confused. “He didn’t tell you?”

“I wasn’t there!” I said angrily. “Only Cesare and Lucrezia talked to him!”

“But you said you were Cesare’s right-hand man! Didn’t he tell you?!”

“THEY DON’T TELL ME SHIT!” I screamed. “I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW ABOUT THE RUSSIANS UNTIL THE LAST FUCKING MINUTE!”

I was suddenly overcome with horror.

Oh my God –

Giulietta was trapped in the castle, maybe even DEAD –

And for NOTHING?!

ALL OF THIS WAS FOR NOTHING?!

I clawed at my scalp like a madman.

It felt like my mind was shattering into a million pieces.

This is the part where the hero loses his shit.

I felt Adriano’s gun at the back of my head again. “Calm the fuck down – ”

I whirled around to face him.

“FUCK YOU!” I screamed.

I didn’t fear death anymore; I was too insane with rage to care.

Adriano stared at me in surprise, but before he could say anything, I whipped back around to Dario and Niccolo.

“FUCK ALL OF YOU! YOUR GODDAMN UNCLE MADE MY LIFE HELL FOR THE LAST SEVEN YEARS! HE THREATENED TO RAPE MY SISTER AND KILL MY MOTHER AND BROTHER! YOU KNEW HE WAS DEAD, AND YOU DIDN’T TELL ME?! WHAT KIND OF FUCKING MONSTERS ARE YOU?! I HOPE YOU FUCKING BURN IN HELL – ALL OF YOU!”