Chapter 45 CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

Blue's POV

"You’ve always been good with daggers, haven't you?" my father asked, looking at the silver blade fondly. He looked toward the door and barked, "Bring him in."

I didn't want to turn. I didn't want to look. But I did.

Two men were dragging a struggling figure into the basement. It was S...

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