Page 36 of Toxic Devotion

He knew it would probably break whatever was left of his heart, but he needed the truth. He needed to know who robbed his beautiful sister of a long and happy life. He wanted to crush the person who had ensured Dante would grow up without his mother.

He felt Rome tense next to him but kept his eyes on Cade, tracking his every move as he walked through the restaurant. At least they weren’t open so there was no one to see or hear what was about to transpire.

“Marco,” Cade said with a short nod.

He stood slowly, one hand going to the top of his chair. “You haven’t made an arrest.”

Cade raised his chin and said, “I made you a promise.”

“You did.”

“Just… make sure I don’t have another murder investigation on my hands?”

Marco cocked a brow at him.

Cade shrugged. “I only care that they pay for what they did, nothowthey pay.”

He gave Cade a nod.

No one would find what was left of those bastards once he was done with them.

Cade released a sigh and sat down, motioning for Marco to take the seat across from him. Despite wanting to remain standing, he had a feeling Cade wouldn’t start talking until he sat down so he did.

“I wanna preface this with saying don’t blame her,” Cade said.

The hair at the back of his neck stood on end and his heart wasn’t liking this conversation one bit.

“She fell in love with the wrong guy.”

That much he already knew, but what did it have to do with her death?

“Dante’s father? They killed him, too.”

He blinked at Cade, his voice rough as he asked, “His father?”

Alicia had never told him who he was. He’d never pressured her to either, but he sure was regretting that now.

Cade nodded. “They had a real Romeo and Juliet thing going on.”

Marco straightened.

He was in a rival gang, then. One that hated their association enough to kill them both.

“How did you find out about him?”

Cade hesitated, gaze dropping to the floor.

Fuck.

“Neil told you?”

Cade didn’t react for a second and then he frowned at Marco.

He leaned back in his chair with a grunt. “He did, didn’t he? He fucking knew.”

“How do you know Neil?” Cade asked cautiously.

“None of your business,” he snapped, trying to keep his feelings for the man under wraps, both the love and the hate. From the soft look in Cade’s eyes, he wasn’t successful.