They all exchanged nervous glances, confused looks spreading across their faces. It was clear they had no idea what was going on, or at least they weren’t sure how to process the situation. Their confusion shifted to unease when they realized what I was implying. I could see the horror begin to creep into their eyes, a realization dawning on them.

“You’re all shaking like leaves in the wind,” I muttered under my breath. “You better tell the others what happens when you mess up, especially when it comes to things relating to the Don’s grandson.” I looked at them one by one, making sure they heard every word I said. “Tha boy… he’s his grandfather’s copy, only worse.”

I had no idea why I was saying it. Maybe it was the fear that had started to rise inside me, the realization that Nick, for all his potential, was slipping away from us. Or maybe I was just trying to project my own fear onto them, make them understand the gravity of the situation.

They seemed to get the message. Horror filled their eyes. One of them, Carlos, visibly shook his head in disbelief.” No way… he’s too young, too… too…”

were. Just like we all have been.” I paused, the weight of my own words settling heavily on me. “You think he’s just a boy? No. He’s becoming

I used to watch grow up. He

blood–curdling cry echoed from the room again. I flinched, despite myself. It was a sound I had heard too many times before, one I had conditioned myself to ignore. But this time, it rattled me to my core. It was so raw, so full of agony, that even

was happening in there, what Nick was doing to Xander,

frozen. “You think this is bad? Just wait. When he walks out of that room, nothing will be the same,” I said, my voice cold, like a prophecy. I didn’t know what exactly Nick was doing to Xander, but whatever it was, it was clear that Nick was enjoying it. He wasn’t bothered by

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