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Oliver cared about his sister. About Camila. It was evident.

Emilio dialed the number of the one man that could fix this.

“Young boss?” A deep voice cut through the line.

“Camila is dead. The McKells are planning an attack with the Yorks and a newcomer at their backs.”

“I will handle.”

“Thank you. And Mateo?” Emilio strode to Oliver to help untie him, his mind made up.

“Yes, young boss?”

“Jullian McKell is mine. Bring him to the church. Uninjured.”

“Yes, sir.” The phone disconnected as Emilio finished untying Oliver.

Emilio knew Oliver wouldn’t be an issue. Knew that he would need help to end this.

He couldn’t look back at his sister. She would be laid to rest after her killers were delivered the justice they so deserved.

Emilio offered Oliver a hand. An olive branch. A promise. Oliver took it, standing carefully.

“You have my word.” Oliver finally turned to Camila, taking in her body. A broken sob escaped him. “I couldn’t do anything butwatch. I’m so sorry sweet Camila. You didn’t deserve this.”

Emilio understood in that moment that Oliver meant it.

That Oliver had cared about his sister.

“Let’s go.” He turned from the scene, ice settling deep in his gut.

He might not have known too much about his family’s affairs, but he decided that night, it all needed to change. It wouldn’t be long after that he went from “young boss” to “boss.”

Emilio drew in a deep breath. “We did technically meet at church; his father was tied to mine, they had severalarrangementsin place. But Oliver and I didn’t become very close for several years after the fact.”

Oliver moved around Emilio and fell onto the couch on Isa’s free side. “When we first met it was at my dad’s gravesite, remember?”

“I do.” Isa’s voice was a melody, soothing Emilio’s nerves. He did his best not to think of the night of his sister’s death, but Isa deserved to knoweverything. Including what had first broken him, turned him into the cruel man he was today.

“Remember the date on the gravestone?” Oliver asked.

Isa nodded her head slowly.

“That is the day after Emilio’s sister died.”

Chapter 10

Oliver

His Isobel

“Well, thenyoutell her. The full truth, not the half-assed version. She can handle it.”

Oliver didn’t particularly like being told what to do, especially not by Emilio, but he was exhausted and didn’t feel like arguing with him.

Oliver let out a calming breath.

None of this was going according to plan.

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