I couldn't breathe properly after the phone call ended, because my mind kept replaying Vincent's voice and the fear hidden beneath every word he had spoken.
My father had spent most of my life teaching me that fear was weakness, and he had built an empire by making sure everyone around him was more afraid of him than they were of death, but hearing that fear in his voice had broken something inside me.
“Maze.” Knox said as he stepped in front of me, and I looked at him without really seeing him.
“They have him.” I said.
“I know.” He said.
“We will get him back.” I said and I shook my head.
“You don't know that.” He said as Knox placed both hands against my face.
“I know that I'm going after him, and I know that you're not facing this alone.” Knox said as my eyes burned.
“He’s my fa
