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I don’t care about H-376 or about the money. It’s not like I don’t already have enough for a lifetime. But I want to find out what happened to my family so I can kill those responsible for their deaths.
Orlando can give me answers or help me find them.
Would he be here if he’d had something to do with the deaths of my father and brothers? Or would he have tried to kill me too?
Maybe yes.
Maybe not.
If one thing is sure, it’s that Orlando will always do only what benefits him. If he thinks a deal is what’s best for him, he’ll go for it.
“A draft of the contract is in the file too,” he says. “You can read it over. We can talk about some adjustments if needed.”
“I’ll think about it,” I say.
“Don’t only consider the benefits. Think about what you might lose too if we don’t reach an agreement.” There’s something sinister in Orlando’s eyes.
It’s a threat.
If I don’t agree, he’ll be one of those coming after me to get the recipe, even if he has to suffer certain losses that I’m sure he’d rather avoid.
But I already have my answer.
I’m just going to wait a little to give it to him.
Chapter 7
SOMETIMES, I FEEL LIKEI’m invisible.
Just a piece of furniture.
A fly on the wall.
But this time, it might actually be useful.
My father has never bothered to hide the code that opens the door to his office in front of me.
