As darkness crept in at the edges of his vision, he could only think of one person.
Athenа…
If he was going to die, at least let him see her one last time. But even that was taken from him.
His movements slowed. Then stopped.
Henry's smug smile finally vanished. He stared at Eryx's unmoving body, something cold twisting in his chest. His gaze snapped to Roland, who still watched with a frightening lack of emotion.
"Dad…" Henry said shakily. "That's enough. Please."
Even though he hated the shit out of Eryx, he hadn't wanted death.
Roland exploded. Spit flew from his mouth as his rage shot of of him. "No! This bastard said I have IED!" he roared. "He fucking mocked me!"
The whole room flinched. Even the guys holding Eryx down.
"He's my son," Roland continued, his voice venomous. "No one will question me if I kill him."
That was it. Something inside Laila snapped completely.
