Page 106 of Legacy
Just Santo.
But still.
It’s him.
The door swings open without a knock.
He’s in a three-piece suit as usual. The vest buttoned, tie knotted like he hasn’t taken a single breath out of rhythm today. Not one fucking thing about him looks out of place, and yet his eyes…
They find me. And they don’t flinch.
“What do you want?” he asks, stepping inside.
The weight of him fills the room like gravity just shifted.
I motion to the chair across from me.
He stays standing.
“I said I wanted to talk. This isn’t me being the Don. This is me being your brother.”
His jaw ticks, but he doesn’t respond.
Not yet.
I lift the flash drive in my hand.
“This… has footage of what happened to your wife, but I need to explain myself first”
“You havefootage?” he asks his voice deadly, hints of Scythe peeking through, but I don’t flinch.
“When you were suspicious of me spending time with her I had a camera installed. It never streamed live footage just recorded. I haven’t watched it, but I thought you might want to.”
His jaw ticks. His breaths come in fast.
“I had the cameras removed after the attack, while you were renovating.”
“My house.Mine.”
“I know, it was a precaution—”
“For yourself.”
“And for her!”
His eyebrows raise.
“My wife doesn’t need precautions fromyou. She’s safe with me.”
“I didn’t know that before, I didn’t know how Scythe operates with her. If you can control it or not. You don’t tell me shit.”
“Because you never ask!”
I take a breath.
“I don’t want to fight. I didn’t install the cameras to spy on you or to undermine you. It was to protect her in case you thought I was doing more than helping her learn how to survive in our world.”
He takes a breath and finally sits.
