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My heart was in my throat as Antonio swallowed as if the words were struggling to come out. "While he held herβ¦"
"Well?" I was growing impatient. "Spit it out!"
"While Mato held herβ¦ he got her addicted to heroin."Β
I thought my heart had stopped before, but I was wrong. Now I knew what it meant to have a heart eruption. I could feel the blast through every fiber of my being. "I don't understand," I whispered. My voice sounded broken.Β
Kat stood. "My sister is now an addict, Daniel. He forced her to take the drugs so he could control her."
For a few seconds, I allowed the words to sink in. I allowed it to settle in the pit of my stomach, to stew with the rage I had been feeling all morning. And then I grabbed the first thing I could find, a glass decanter, and threw it against the wall. The sound of my scream together with the shattering glass hit the roof with excruciating resonance.
"Daniel, you need to calm down."
