Chapter 54

Logan’s POV

The day I found out that Santiago DeAngelo had been killed by someone, I did not know what to think. I have lived all my life feeling like he was too immortal to be killed; I never saw the part where he was still human with flesh and blood and could be killed by the pack of enemies he made for himself. He was my model, and I adored him and always looked up to him. I believed in him so much that I forgot that he could be someone’s target.

That is when I knew that there was more to the world I know than I had thought.

You know that feeling you get after you have been doused in ice-cold water, and just for a few seconds, it feels like you have been frozen in a glacier or something like that?

That was the feeling I got as I stared down into the seemingly dark, fathomless pale blue eyes of my uncle as he lay lifeless at the end of the dark tunnel leading down the water wash next to the bushes, a bullet hole in the middle of his forehea