Chapter 152

Logan’s POV

“Logan?” My mom’s uncertain voice calls me.

“Son? Put the gun down” my father started as he slowly stands up from his chai, his arms going up in surrender.

“Don’t you fucking move!” I crack the gun and he paused. “I heard what you did, man”

“What are you talking about?” My mother asks, her eyes traveling from my father to me.

“I wish he could tell you himself but he would be too much of a coward to! This man here was involved in the death of his own brother, Santiago!”

“What?” There’s surprise in my mother’s voice.

“Family always meant nothing to you, didn’t it? That’s why you never cared about the hatred you created between Dylano and I. Because in the end, the only thing that mattered to you was money. Politics and money!”

“Son, I don’t know what you’re talking about...”

“Don’t