Chapter 128. Paranoia

Alan sighed heavily, his shoulders sagging as if the weight of his words was dragging him down. For a fleeting moment, I wondered if he ever truly felt free—of if the facade he wore for his family, his peers, and himself had become his cage. 

“Look,” He continued, his voice quieter now, almost defeated. “I’m not a bad guy. At least, I did not start out that way. I know you probably want to know about the guns so badly, and what you already know is enough to have Robert and I arrested, so why not tell you everything else?” 

I adjusted myself on the bed and sighed. “You don’t have to, you really don’t,” I tried to tell him but from the look in his eyes, it was clear that he was going to tell me anyway. 

“No, no, but I want to. I want to, Rue,” He replied, swallowing hard as if this was not going to be easy for him but he wanted to do it though. “So, Robert and I buy the guns illegally from the humans to sell to Darco and other packs for a higher price. This h