26. Unknown Entry
Twenty Six
Unknown Entry
Amala Rivera
Ares Valiente
Nicolas Calisto
Kayden Sato
Asher Braun
Stephanie Leeds
There were only a handful of people I had ever trusted with my life.
Most of them were dead.
Brutally murdered in enemy territory while I fought for my own survival—before I was captured, abducted, and tortured.
If these people refused to end their manhunt for me, then I would make certain they experienced exactly what I had endured.
Only tenfold.
I never imagined I would live long enough to watch my own daughter become the very thing I hated most.
She had her mother’s face, but everything else was unmistakably mine—my intensity, my stubbornness, my ambition.
And ambition had a way of getting people killed when they weren’t careful.
I had never been afraid to get blood on my hands.
Not even when the blood belonged to my own flesh and blood.
There was a saying I used to tell my comrades:
Todo el mundo es un villano para alguien. Solo depende de qué lado de la línea estés.
Everyone is a villain to someone. It just depends on which side of the line you’re standing on.